Mafalda, But I Feel No Guilt
We're planning (it never is my idea, of course) to host a family picnic here on Bastille Day. Mum asked me what I wanted and I ruminated upon the idea and the answer is...mafalda.
Mafalda is a pasta in the niche (of size and shape) between fettuchini and lasagna. For a while we ate it rather frequently; we bought our meat from a butcher whose store specialized in Italian food, and we had no problems getting pasta in shapes and styles that aren't usual supermarket fare. But times changed, we moved, we don't have a peculiar source for food.
I didn't recognize that I was jonesing for this dish till I had the idea.
We'll more than likely have a trial batch of the mafalda tomorrow or else-soon. I'm certain we'll need to reinvent our recipies.
FP
Mafalda is a pasta in the niche (of size and shape) between fettuchini and lasagna. For a while we ate it rather frequently; we bought our meat from a butcher whose store specialized in Italian food, and we had no problems getting pasta in shapes and styles that aren't usual supermarket fare. But times changed, we moved, we don't have a peculiar source for food.
I didn't recognize that I was jonesing for this dish till I had the idea.
We'll more than likely have a trial batch of the mafalda tomorrow or else-soon. I'm certain we'll need to reinvent our recipies.
FP