I seriously can’t say enough about my love for my new pasta rollers. I make a ton of fresh pasta every two weeks-ish now, which is amazing. I used to have to plan an entire Saturday for pasta-making because my little hand crank took so long, made such a mess, gouged a hole in the bottom of my table with the screw-attach-y-thingy, and hurt my back from bending over the crank. Me and my old pasta roller could totally be in one of those infomercials as the miserable scene in black and white before the new, cool thingamajigg arrives. And then this new pasta roller comes in, and everything turns to color a la Wizard of Oz, and suddenly my life is GOLDEN. But seriously. Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore. PLUS, I crank my mixer’s speed up super high and the pasta basically flies through the rollers. It takes me less than ten minutes to roll and cut a whole batch.
Side note: speaking of Toto, if you follow me on Pinterest you may have guessed that I am completely smitten with puppy fever. I want one SO. BAD. But I just want it for the cuddly cutesy best-friend part. Not for the shedding and the high maintenance and the vet visits and the expensive pet food. So Kyle says we can’t have one until I can be a grownup about it. WHATEVER.
My friend Maddie (Hiiiiii, Maddie) just got the cutest dog EVER. Which totally doesn’t help curb my give-me-a-puppy-right-now affliction. But, see, even if we did get a dog, we’d have to fight over a million names for it. Kyle really wants a dog named Ramekin. You know, like the ceramic baking dish. Totally serious. He also wants a dog named Odysseus. His reasoning is that those are really good names to yell into the wind. “RAMEKIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!!!!!” You get my drift. Very “SPARTAAAAAA” a la 300. Personally, I’d also like to have a teacup pig. Because 1. pigs are the coolest and 2. they are cute and small (even though apparently they get kind of big eventually- WHAT) and 3. I could get it little rain boots. And we could have a dog named Ramekin and a teacup pig (his name will be Snake, because he’s tough and cool and would probably have tattoos and a motorcycle if he was a person) and they could be best friends. These are the dreams I have for my life. Yup. I’M THE COOLEST.
Anywho. Maybe I should talk about this pasta a bit. It’s super good. You can taste the spinach, but it’s nice and subtle rather than overpowering. Also, the pasta is this GORGEOUS green color. How fancy.
I also saved some of this dough for a batch of cheese-filled spinach tortellini, which were kind of amazing. That recipe will be coming later this week, so stay tuned! In the meantime, you can wolf down some of this fettuccine and, if you’re anything like me, google cute puppy pictures while you make a mental list of all the things you should be doing instead. Because WE ARE THE COOLEST.