Before we discuss pasta making, I need to remind you that I do not like red sauce. I love tomatoes, I love everything that goes into the sauce but I do not like the sauce. Explain that! OK .. I didn’t think you’d have an explanation. I eat pizza but mostly just what I make at home and I put very little sauce on the end I’m going to be eating. I do not like lasagna at all. Vince is Sicilian. He could eat pasta with red sauce and meatballs three meals a day every day. I fix it for him and he likes my sauce but I’ll usually eat the pasta with some butter and one meatball. It seems that since I like all the ingredients that go into marinara sauce, I should be able to learn to like red sauce but so far, no luck with that.
When we were visiting with the folks at the San Saba Olive Oil Company, they asked me if I made our own pasta. No! I do not. There are two reasons I do not make it. First, several years ago, during a weak moment, or maybe I had ordered too much yarn and was feeling a bit guilty, I decided that every good wife who has a good Sicilian husband should make fresh pasta to be served with their Italian meals so I ordered a pasta maker.
The second reason I did not make our own pasta is that when the pasta maker arrived, I was so anxious to make homemade pasta. I did and it was a disaster. The first attempt was a crumbly mess. I threw it in the trash and made another batch and it was a sticky mess and I threw it in the trash, packed the pasta maker away and never touched it again.
When we do eat Italian food out, the first thing that catches my attention is the homemade, fresh, tender pasta. It’s so different from the dried pasta I buy in the grocery store.
Over the weekend I began thinking I’d give homemade pasta another try but I really thought I had thrown out the pasta maker since my attempt at using it had been such a disaster. I remembered opening a box in the upstairs storage room that contained items that were stored near where I had last seen the pasta maker in the garage in Missouri, so I went out and found that box, dug through it and there it was .. the pasta maker I thought I’d tossed. Sometimes it pays to be a pack rat!
Last night, we were not having pasta for dinner but I wanted to give it a try so I mixed up a small batch and it worked perfectly! No crumbles, no sticky mess. What did I do differently from the first time I used it? I have no idea!
I had no pasta drying rack, though I’ve ordered one this morning, so I set up my wire rack over two half gallon jars and used that. It worked just fine. The pasta was so simple to make — flour (all purpose because I couldn’t find semolina though I’ve ordered that this morning also), eggs, a bit of olive oil and salt. It was quite simple to clean up since they recommend that you brush the crumbs or residue from the pasta maker and don’t use water.
I think I’m hooked! I remembered that this thing was in my laundry room.
I don’t think I’ve ever used it. I think I made ravioli without using it once — laying out a sheet of pasta, putting some little mounds of filling, then putting another sheet of pasta dough over it, crimping with a fork and then cutting them apart. That was quite frustrating so I ordered this handy little gizmo and by the time it arrived, I had decided the pasta maker was more trouble than it was worth.
Stay tuned . . tonight we’re having chicken ravioli with red sauce for dinner and for dessert . . yum . . you’ll have to check back tonight to see what I fixed but I’m thinking I’m going to have a real hard time waiting for dessert. I will tell you this . . Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla ice cream is involved! 🙂
Go ahead .. order yourself a pasta maker and a little ravioli maker. We’re fixing to have a lot of fun on here with these two gadgets.