There is nothing finer in life, nothing more delicious and satisfying than homemade pasta. Mmf! Yes, it's a pain in the ass. Oh, but what fun! Covered in flour, kneading the pasta, rolling it through the machine (and screwing it up several times because you've only done it once or twice before). It makes a mess, it takes a whole lot longer than just ripping open a box of Barilla, but it is oh so worth it! My husband and I got it in our heads we were going to make some pasta, and then things snowballed from there. He made a delicious whole wheat artisan loaf to go with the meal. Homemade bread and pasta demands homemade sauce. Get that jar of crap da fuck outta here! No - we make our own sauce. It needn't be complicated. A can of San Marzano tomatoes (this is the ONLY tomato I will use), olive oil, 3 cloves of garlic, minced, a couple pinches of salt, a few leaves of basil....
Real, raw, funny, infuriating and likely to be laced with a fair amount of profanity. Here lie my musings, observations, confessions and incoherent rants. Please enjoy at your own risk.