I haven't made pasta for awhile, but I saw a recipe in the paper this morning that I thought I would make for Carrie and me while she visits. Since it is a pasta dish, I decided to go all out and make my own. This is whole wheat pasta, but I also made some with regular flour. As usual, the task turned out to be much more work than I anticipated. First I had to find my pasta machine, which I haven't used for about twenty years. Then I had to clean the thing. Then I had to look into the recesses of my mind to remember the procedure. Luckily it involves only flour, eggs, and salt. My first batch was a little dry, though It was fine when cooked. Of course it would be, since it is cooked in water, so I needn't have worried. The white batch was so successful that I made twice as much dough for the whole wheat......a decision I regretted about two hours later while I was still cranking the dough through the machine.
Comic relief came as I was cleaning up and spotted Patrick taking an overly active interest in the drying noodles. He managed to snag one, and then I tempted him with another in order to take a picture. He is such an adorable boy.