I killed my babies.

January 6, 2020


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.”

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Lauren Sommerer is a preschool teacher who likes to build prototypes, grow cats, cook things once, save money, reduce, reuse and recycle.

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2 Responses to “I killed my babies.”

  1. Brad Said on:

    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.


  2. Kristi Said on:

    Way to go, Granny Lauren! You’re a true Italian — lots of work and dishes for just a few fast minutes of delicious eats.


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