"Pasta making"....? I was given the job of hand-making pasta and ravioli for our family suppers when I was four years old. After rolling out the dough, I trimmed each strand with a metal pizza-wheel. Made the night before, dozens of pasta strands were "cured" overnight in our basement, hung up on bakery string. Ravioli was stuffed with ricotta, etc. and refrigerated overnight. The good old days ... when Italian families bottled their own "sauce." . . . . . I've written about our pummarola ritual, too.
Hey Paisan, enjoy your trip. I was 21 when I first went to Catania. Blew my mind, I could walk from a Greek ruin to a Roman ruin, and maybe an Arab mosaic as well ... 1500 years, or thereabout, in 20 minutes. The face of Etna is stunning, but its backside is haunting. If you get a chance to see it. The 80s music is more noticeable there, but it exists everywhere and has since the 80s, unfortunately. Corporate packaging won't let us move forward.
"Pasta making"....? I was given the job of hand-making pasta and ravioli for our family suppers when I was four years old. After rolling out the dough, I trimmed each strand with a metal pizza-wheel. Made the night before, dozens of pasta strands were "cured" overnight in our basement, hung up on bakery string. Ravioli was stuffed with ricotta, etc. and refrigerated overnight. The good old days ... when Italian families bottled their own "sauce." . . . . . I've written about our pummarola ritual, too.
Thanks. Great fun to read.
Hey Paisan, enjoy your trip. I was 21 when I first went to Catania. Blew my mind, I could walk from a Greek ruin to a Roman ruin, and maybe an Arab mosaic as well ... 1500 years, or thereabout, in 20 minutes. The face of Etna is stunning, but its backside is haunting. If you get a chance to see it. The 80s music is more noticeable there, but it exists everywhere and has since the 80s, unfortunately. Corporate packaging won't let us move forward.