Heaven may have nice weather, but hell has more interesting dinner company. The Alliance Lucifur is our spaghetti-haired vision of Hades’ master of ceremonies – think endless breadsticks and eternal suffering. He’s a shaggy-coiffured marinara dark lord of pasta served up zesty and thick. Most companies wouldn’t combine refined white flour products, eggs and Satan into a single potluck dish, but most companies aren’t ICON. Delish.