The other day I had a list of so many things to do; so much, my head was feeling overwhelmed and as the day progressed the thermometer outside read what the air felt like -- over a hundred degrees… After guilt and frustrations had built to the point where I realized I truly wasn't getting anywhere worth while, I dropped it all and made pasta...
I've only made pasta a couple of times before and it is something I want to experiment with more...
I've found I can't always push myself when I think I need to, that there has to be some compatibility with other factors that I am not sure I even understand. This was one of those days, and as I kneaded and rolled the dough into stretchy thin sheets I felt the unison of something working. I guess it was a pasta day...
It was thrilling to hang ribbon after ribbon on the string I'd strung up to dry it on…
I warned the kids to please, please, please not run into the chairs that hosted the string, that held the pasta. That would be too crushing...
It was a beautiful sight, I must say. The strands hung so purposefully across the room...
Dropping it all and doing what works is something I just have to keep re-realizing!!!
Happy Thursday to all of you ~ Marica
P.S. I used the Joy of Cookings basic pasta recipe.
