I learned all about pasta making this summer at my job as a fresh pasta maker at Eataly NYC.
Ragù is definitely one of the most delicious pasta sauces. It’s irresistibly meaty, savory, and warm, coating each piece of pasta in richness. It is one of the hardest things for me to resist as a vegetarian. So when I discovered the magic of tempeh ragù, I was really excited, even though it won’t fool anyone into thinking it is the real thing. Continue reading “Gnocchi con Ragù di Tempeh”
Ok so these are in no way Italian, but sometimes you need pancakes and you just don’t care. This morning was one of those mornings. I have fallen into an breakfast rut, where all I ever have for breakfast is oatmeal with bananas, blueberries, and peanut butter (which is actually the best oatmeal ever, so I’m not complaining), but I wanted to experiment with other ways to consume oatmeal, bananas, and blueberries.
A few days ago, I tripped on a root while running and sprained my ankle pretty badly, forcing me to cancel my trip to NYC and putting my running on hold for 6 weeks (!). I know I shouldn’t make such a big fuss about a sprain, but not being able to run, swim or bike seriously is gonna suck.
Anyways, today a friend took pity on my crippled state and came over to help me make some fresh tagliatelle for lunch. I broke out the hand-cranked pasta machine and we got down to business. Continue reading “Tagliatelle Fresche”
So I promised you guys a pie recipe, but I’m giving you soup instead. The main reason is that I don’t think my stomach can take another pie. I meant to make a special recipe over Thanksgiving to share here, but the cake-pie thing I ended up making didn’t turn out quite as I imagined, due to a terribly written recipe that did not specify where the eggs were supposed to go. So instead, you get a nice warm soup recipe for these cold rainy days, isn’t that nice? Continue reading “A warm sunny soup for cold cloudy days”
I’ve been wanting to make homemade pasta for a while now and I finally got the chance this weekend. I had half a butternut squash in the fridge, some eggs and some flour, and I took this occasion to go to Reading Terminal Market in Philadelphia to get some quality cheese. Because homemade pasta deserves quality cheese. Continue reading “Tortelli di Zucca”
When you think of what an Italian grandmother cooks, what comes to mind? Is it a big bowl of meat-heavy pasta covered with copious amounts of various cheeses? Is it rustic cakes and cookies prepared by her loving wrinkled hands? Continue reading “La Sbobba”