Dear Little Caesars – Bring Back The Big Bucket
Dear Little Caesars: Detroit was built on muscle, music, and marinara. And in the 1990s, it had something else going for it—a masterpiece of Italian-American engineering known as the Big! Big! Bucket O’ Spaghetti from Little Caesars. And we want it back.

This wasn’t just food. It was a statement. A bucket—yes, an actual bucket—filled with three-and-a-half pounds of spaghetti, drowning in marinara, with a stack of Crazy Bread on the side. It was the kind of meal that made you reevaluate your relationship with portion control. And the price? Less than ten bucks. You could feed a family of five or one really ambitious dude with a dream.
Little Ceasars Spaghetti – What Happened?
It was perfect. Until it disappeared. Nobody knows exactly why. Maybe the world wasn’t ready for bucket-based pasta distribution. Maybe corporate got nervous when people started measuring their self-worth in spaghetti volume. Whatever the reason, one day, the Big! Big! Bucket was gone, leaving behind only sauce-stained memories and a carb-shaped hole in our hearts. But we still have the commercials.
But Detroit doesn’t back down from a fight. We rebuild, we reclaim, and we revive legends. And now, as we stare down overpriced meal kits and sad little bowls of portion-controlled sadness, one question lingers in the air like the smell of garlic butter: What if the bucket came back?
Imagine it. You and your friends, huddled around a steaming vat of spaghetti, ladles in hand, eyes filled with the kind of joy that can only come from a reckless amount of carbs. The city would thrive. The economy would boom. Italians everywhere would probably roll their eyes, but deep down, they’d respect it.
Little Caesars, the time has come. Detroit needs this. America needs this. Forget your fancy new pizzas with stuffed crust and bacon-wrapped edges—bring back the bucket. Because some heroes wear capes. Others carry absurd amounts of pasta.
And if you won’t do it for us, do it for the kid in the ‘90s who believed anything was possible. The kid who knew that sometimes, the best things in life come in buckets.