I decided to try spinach pasta using the same method as the previously mentioned beet pasta. It was a success. I was rewarded with beautiful, bright, green noodles. The same day these sat drying on my counter, I went to the store and examined the commercially available spinach pasta. It was drab and barely green … Continue reading
I’m totally on a bread baking kick right now. I’ve been teaching my 3 year old how to bake bread and it’s such a fun thing to do together. She gets to add all the ingredients, punch down the dough, and I even let her cut slits into the top of last loaves. Perhaps I … Continue reading
I love rolling pasta. I got my little pasta machine about two years ago and have tried to use it pretty regularly ever since. Last night’s dinner was as much of an Italian Grandmother meal as I could possible make. Fresh rolled pasta topped with some pesto I made out of my basil plant in … Continue reading
I’ve been working hard at my Italian Grandmother practice. I’ve had some successes and some…not so successes. I hit up my enormous backyard basil bush last night to make a pound of pesto that will make its way into something soon. And thanks to a clearance sale on anchovies, we’re about to dive into some … Continue reading
It’s herb season! We got thyme in the box for the first time, and basil is coming out of our ears. My neighbor’s rosemary bush, which might have made some surreptitious contributions to meals past, is exploding right now, practically covering the sidewalk. Herbs are everywhere, and I love it. I decided to put some … Continue reading
This weekend marked my first big dive into Italian efforts. I decided to kick things off with a bang. While reading through the ad for a local grocery, I saw that mussels were on sale. I quickly scanned through my Cook Italy book and found a recipe for mussels that looked pretty good. I love … Continue reading
I’ve made no secret of my desire to become an Italian grandmother. Really, my desire is to cook like an Italian grandmother. I want to have that kitchen where everybody wants to gather and where everybody leaves counting the seconds until they get in the car, take off their belts, and unbutton their pants. I … Continue reading
