From the side, they still looked like the top of circumcised penises.
When I was searching for pasta to make pasta salad for the graduation party, Trader Joe's was out of the farfalle I wanted to buy. The woman at the register suggested I try the orecchiette.
"Oh, no," I said. "I've tried those before."
When I told her my opinion on the shape, she just laughed and suggested I had too many boys in my life.
Now that's a true statement.