Lots about pasta

My mother was very proud of her pasta dishes, especially spaghetti and meatballs and lasagna. And she had every reason to be. She was competing against some of the best, most notably Aunty Lena, my Dad’s sister. And Mom was not even remotely Italian, hailing from Czechian and Slovakian heritage. And, boy, did we loveContinue reading “Lots about pasta”

Stuff about the staff of life

A few years ago, I was given a bread maker as a present. It’s something of a beast: the top-of-the-line Zojirushi machine. I call it the 3D printer for bread, since it requires nothing more than dumping the measured ingredients into the pan, shutting the lid and pressing a button. As lovely and easy asContinue reading “Stuff about the staff of life”