He's been working the pasta machine for clay projects, so the equipment was nothing new to him. It was great fun!
The dough is a simple mixture of 2 cups flour, blended with 2 eggs, salt, and a little water until it's the right consistency.
Then they run it through the pasta machine a few times, sprinkling it with more flour, again until it's the right consistency--which is why it's a good idea to do this with someone who knows what they are doing.
With successive passes through the pasta machine, the dough gets thinner and more spread out. Finally we could run it through the spaghetti spindles :
We use a wooden dowel to catch the noodles as the come off the pasta machine. This also makes for an easy transfer to the drying rack.
The next task is to separate all the noodles on the drying rack so they don't stick together as they dry.
Vicki and Oliver with their Noodles!
This is the batch of dry noodles we brought home.
The Happy Chef with his bare noodles!
These noodles are also delicious with Renaissance Farms Pesto and the Sartori Asiago Cheese made by my cousin, Mike Matucheski.
My mom remembers her Bohemian grandmother making noodles when she was a kid. She said the kitchen was draped with noodles drying on every available surface. What a memory!
Vicki is wearing the apron her mother wore so many years ago. She gave Oliver the apron she used to wear all those years ago. We knew this was a moment for making memories!
* The quote in this post's title is from an Italo Calvino short story called "All at One Point" in his book, Cosmicomics. Listen to it at This American Life ("All at One Point" starts about 48 minutes into the hour, if you don't want to listen to the whole show.) Mrs. Fink always seemed to be making noodles ... "The only one of us that none of us has forgotten ... "Oh, if I only had some room, how I'd like to make some noodles for you boys" ...
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