Alfredo was a man with a restaurant in Italy, actually. He invented the sauce. His family still runs the restaurant. My mother met his son or grandson or something when she went to Italy once. He brings out the big bowl of pasta to the table, and mixes in the sauce with his (grand?)father's famous big, gold spoon and fork, sort of like how chefs at Japanese steakhouses often cook the food on a grill built right into the table, as a sort of pre-meal, appetizing show.
Anyway, the point is it doesn't matter what sauce you use. You could eat your pasta with motor oil if you like it that way (no guarantees you won't get sick doing that, but nevertheless). The communion is the pasta, not the sauce.
Then again, we also know that you don't even have to like or eat pasta to commune with the FSM. That's just one way of doing it.