Funny story of which your squid ink pasta reminded me: I was traveling for a high school soccer game and we stopped at this place to eat. Basically, you just go down a line and pick whatever you want and then pay for it at the end. So I got some pasta because I like pasta and I sat down to eat it, and some of the other girls on the team sitting at the table with me were exclaiming how there were tentacles in their pasta. I looked down and found tentacles in my pasta. I couldn't eat the rest of it after that.

Point of this pretty pointless story: I am not as adventurous with my food as you are with yours. :)