The Dough Did What It Wanted
February ninth. The pasta machine has been sitting in the back of a cabinet since I bought it at a kitchen estate sale last fall, one of those things I paid twelve dollars for bec…
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February ninth. The pasta machine has been sitting in the back of a cabinet since I bought it at a kitchen estate sale last fall, one of those things I paid twelve dollars for bec…
Read entrySeptember thirtieth. Here is something I did not know about myself until last Saturday: I have no instinct for pasta dough. None. I can cook, the standing order, the undocumented…
Read entryI don't know what came over me. It was a Sunday afternoon in December, the sky was that flat gray color that makes you want to do something with your hands, and I had exactly one…
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