So, the weekly list has an ‘adventurous food situation’ which I don’t know if I’ll do every week, but it seemed the best place to put stuff like making homemade pasta. Last week I toiled for hours making those lorighittas, and on Saturday, I boiled and ate them.
I wasn’t sure how to sauce them, so I went with the simple tomato sauce: simmer a can of tomatoes, an ungodly amount of butter and half an onion for a good long time. An hour? It was pretty good, and I stuck some of that roasted garlic in there, too.
I worried about the pasta, mostly because they smelled just like those dough ornaments we made as children, and now I was about to eat them. I have warned many a child to not eat play dough, and now I was about to be a hypocrite.
It worked out ok. I didn’t want to keep checking them like I do with spaghetti, because biting into one was like eating a piece of art. The first one seemed done enough so I drained them, but I should have let them go another minute.
They weren’t too bad. I put on loads of parmesan from a sprinkle can (because that’s how I roll) to enhance the whole Italian Grandma vibe. I wish they were a tiny bit more done, but Lloyd pronounced them good and he would “eat them again and again. They were better than cats.”
Brad says
Ha! I’m glad you ate them! Now you are a true pasta granny… working for hours to make something you ate in only a few minutes.
Kristi says
Way to go, Granny Lauren! You’re a true Italian — lots of work and dishes for just a few fast minutes of delicious eats.