65 Pickle Puns That Are Kind of a Big Dill
Pickles are the funniest food and I will not be taking questions on this.
Pasta is the only food group I’m willing to build a personality around. I’ve been making pasta puns for years now, at dinner parties, in group chats, sometimes just alone in my kitchen waiting for water to boil. Some of these are genuinely clever. Some are crimes against language. You’re getting all of them.
What do you call fake spaghetti? An impasta.
Yeah, we’re starting here. I know. Everyone knows this one. But it’s the foundation upon which all pasta humor is built, and I won’t disrespect it.
Penne for your thoughts.
My friend asked me why I keep dating people who are bad for me. I told her I cannelloni do so much, my heart wants what it wants. She threw a breadstick at me, which honestly felt fair.
Why is spaghetti the smartest food? It always uses its noodle.
I’m tortellini obsessed with this topic.
(That one works better out loud. Just trust me.)
Three “pasta = past a” puns in a row because apparently I have no range. Moving on.
Life’s full of pasta-bilities.
Instagram caption energy. I’ve seen this one on at least forty brunch posts and I’m not even mad about it.
“Hey, have you seen my keys anywhere?”
“Gnocchi if I’ve seen ’em. Try the counter?”
Tagliatelle you the truth, I didn’t think I could come up with this many pasta puns.
Okay that one’s a reach. Tagliatelle doesn’t really sound like “to tell” unless you squint with your ears. I’m keeping it anyway.
You’re the mac to my cheese.
Why did the pasta break up with the sauce? The relationship was getting too strained.
Holy macaroni!
This is genuinely something I say in real life and I’m not sorry. It’s replaced “holy moly” in my vocabulary entirely. My coworkers hate me.
Spaghetti code isn’t just for programmers. My last attempt at homemade fettuccine looked like a server crash on a plate.
I’m such a hopeless ramen-tic.
(Yes, ramen is technically not pasta. Yes, I’m including it. The noodle umbrella is wide and forgiving.)
Cheese the day!
What did the macaroni say to the penne? “You macaroni my day.” That’s it. That’s the whole joke. I’m sorry.
Orecchiette is literally Italian for “little ears,” so when I say I’m all orecchiette, I mean I’m listening. This is the kind of pun that requires a footnote and I think that makes it better, not worse.
Noodle on that for a while.
I told my friend I was gonna make dinner and she said “what are you thinking?” I said “I’m feeling saucy.” She said “that’s not an answer.” It was, though. I made cacio e pepe.
It cost a pretty penne.
Five words. Perfect. No notes. This is the pasta pun I’d get tattooed if I were a slightly different person. It works as a text, a caption, a response to someone showing you their grocery receipt, it’s versatile. A workhorse pun.
Don’t judge me because udon know me.
(Another noodle-not-technically-pasta entry. I contain multitudes. And carbs.)
Olive you so much!
You’re pre-pasta-rous!
Strozzapreti literally means “priest strangler” in Italian, it’s a hand-rolled pasta from Emilia-Romagna. So when I say “stop strozzapreti-nding you don’t love carbs,” I’m making a pun AND giving you a history lesson. You’re welcome. The etymology on that name is wild, by the way. Supposedly priests were so greedy eating it they’d choke. Iconic behavior.
Bucatini believe it!
I asked my partner what they wanted for dinner. They said “surprise me.” So I made rigatoni and said “rigato-rrific, right?” They did not find it rigato-rrific. We ordered Thai.
Alfredo you of how funny I am.
No you weren’t. Nobody was.
Let’s shell-ebrate good times, come on!
Girls just want to have pho!
It’s a noodle soup. It’s not pasta. The pun barely works phonetically. I’ve included it because this is my blog and structure is a suggestion. Tbh I just like pho.
Ricotta make the lasagna, nobody else is gonna do it.
You’re the apple of my farfalle.
Sidebar: farfalle means “butterflies” in Italian, which means this pun makes zero sense on a literal level but sounds pretty, which is honestly the standard I’m working with at this point.
Ziti-zen of the world.
That’s it. Just that. A ziti citizenship joke. We’re at number 33 and the quality control has left the building.
What did the spaghetti say at the party? “Things are about to get twirly.”
I’m feeling manifold today.
This only works if you know manicotti. Manicotti → manifold. Okay FINE it’s a stretch, but there’s something about waking up and declaring yourself “manifold” that just feels right. It sounds like something a pasta-obsessed philosophy major would say. I am that person.
“How was your day?”
“Spaghetti got real at work.”
“…please stop.”
Everything is pastable if you believe in yourself.
I’ve got mad mac energy today.
Casarecce is a short twisted pasta from Sicily that almost nobody outside of Italian specialty stores stocks, which makes “I need the casarecce-ipt” an extremely niche pun that will land with approximately four people on earth. I’m writing it for those four people. You know who you are.
Pappardelle of a time!
Mac and tease.
Send this one to your crush. Or don’t. I’m not your therapist.
Why did the noodle get invited to every party? Because it was pasta-tively fun!
This is a children’s joke and I have no defense.
Gemelli-nally! Someone who appreciates a good pasta pun.
(Gemelli means “twins” in Italian. They’re those cute little twisted pairs. Now you know.)
Don’t believe that man. He’s an impasta.
Same root pun as #1 but deployed in a completely different tone. Context is everything. This version sounds like it belongs in a noir film where all the characters are various shapes of dried pasta.
Actually I’d watch that movie.
I’m tangled up in spaghetti feelings.
How do you make pasta laugh? Tell it a shell-arious joke.
Orzo I’ve been told.
My Italian grandmother used to say you could judge a person by how they salted their pasta water. She also used to say “trofie too hard and you’ll burn out.” She was not making a pun, trofie is a Ligurian pasta traditionally served with pesto, but I’m retroactively claiming it as one. Nonna would’ve wanted it this way.
(She absolutely would not have wanted this.)
Ditalini are these tiny thimble-shaped pastas, and “ditalini details” sounds like something a detective says when they’re examining a very small crime scene. That’s it. That’s the pun. It’s more of a vibe than a joke.
Yes these are cheese puns. Pasta and cheese are legally married in my jurisdiction so they count.
You’re looking ravioli-ng tonight.
Ngl, this one makes me cringe every time I read it and yet here it sits, published, on the internet, forever.
Conchiglie-brations are in order!
Conchiglie are shell pasta. This is basically “shell-ebrate” wearing a fancier outfit.
I am tortellini in love with you.
Caption. Wedding toast. Tattoo. Restraining order. This one scales.
Feeling fettuchill today.
I just spent twenty minutes trying to make “cavatappi” work in a pun. Cavatappi are corkscrew-shaped pasta. The best I got was “cavatappi-tal idea” and honestly? I hate it. But here we are at pun fifty-five and I’ve made my choices.
Why was the spaghetti always happy? Because it knew how to let things unravel without panicking. Actually that’s not a pun, that’s therapy. Let me try again.
Why was the spaghetti always happy? It had a great twirl-d view.
That joke was so bad it fettuccringe.
The pasta of both worlds, alfredo AND marinara on the same plate. Chaotic. Delicious. Controversial.
Bigoli is a thick spaghetti-like pasta from the Veneto region, traditionally made with a torchio press and served with duck ragù or anchovy sauce. Knowing this, I present to you: “that’s a bigoli-f, buddy.” As in big ol’ if. I know. I KNOW. But if you’ve ever had bigoli in salsa at a tiny restaurant in Padua, this pun hits different. Probably. Maybe. Okay it doesn’t, but the pasta itself is incredible.
“I told my therapist I express love through pasta.”
“What did she say?”
“That I need to stop using food as a love linguine.”
Love language. Love linguine. This is the hill I’m dying on. This is my favorite pun on this entire list and idk if it’s actually good or if I’ve just been writing pasta puns for so long that my standards have completely dissolved, like salt in boiling water.
Anelli are ring-shaped pasta, and I find that anelli-ghtful.
Let’s mac things better between us.
Lumache is snail-shaped pasta, which means dinner at my house is always a slow food movement. (That one’s not even a pun, it’s just a fact with pasta characteristics.)
The police solved the case of the missing marinara when they caught the pasta thief red-handed.
Spaghetti soulmate.
Two words. Put it on a mug. Sell it on Etsy. Retire.
Anyway I just realized I’ve been writing about pasta for like an hour and haven’t eaten anything. Gonna go boil some water. Penne for your thoughts on which ones were the worst, I already know, but I wanna hear you say it.
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