When the boy said this to me yesterday, I rummaged through the cabinets for a box of spaghetti. It wasn’t until he asked me how many eggs we should use that I fully understood what he was suggesting…

We (I should really say he) loosely followed Alice Waters’ pasta recipe in The Art of Simple Food. I brought my parents’ pasta maker home with me several months ago with the intent to do this sooner. I wish I had! When it was time to run the pasta through the machine the last time to cut it into noodles, I realized that the accompanying pasta rack was way in the back of the cupboards, behind all of my loose containers and lids. No problem. I think the boy said something like, “If only you had some, oh, I don’t know, yarn in the house…”

Tada! Dishcloth cotton to the rescue. Let me back up to show you the rest of this scene:

Somebody is hoping to get lucky by hanging out underneath the noodles.

While we (and by we, I mostly mean he) prepped noodles, a fresh sauce was simmering away on the stove. These noodles were incredible, and this recipe is definitely going into the regular rotation around here.

More knitting/spinning content soon!