It is foretold that the world will soon be blanketed in a thick, crimson glaze, and all shall be reduced to mere mortals, forced to subsist on the bitter taste of despair.
In the year 2025, a rogue batch of artisanal strawberry-balsamic glaze shall unleash a terror upon the land, bringing forth a generation of flavor-challenged palates.
Read MoreAs the great Balthazar McSnazz gazes upon the swirling vortex of the glaze, he foresees a future where the only thing that matters is the ratio of glaze-to-quantity-of-pasta. The people shall be reduced to mere automatons, driven solely by the pursuit of the perfect sauce.
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