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Yesterday and Today
17/2/15 08:20I am "catering" a poker game tonight. Which is to say, I am providing lasagna and dessert. With an opportunity to cook more or less anything I felt like (subject to budget and time and insanity level) I went with a nice meaty lasagna and a lemon-buttermilk bundt cake I can do in my cool spiral cake pan. And in order not to have today be entirely about cooking, I made the bolognese and the pasta (yes, for extra No-Points*, I made home-made pasta) yesterday.
First the pasta, which gets to sit for an hour or so before rolling and cutting. There's something really delightfully play-with-your-food-ish about pouring a mess of lightly beaten eggs into a mess of flour, mixing the whole thing up, kneading a bit, and then just letting it sit under a damp towel for an hour or so. No wonder pasta is a staple: it takes nothing but time and a willingness to get your hands dirty. (Note: there is no photo of me actually rolling the pasta out on the machine, because it would take three hands, which I do not have. Alas.) Here is half of the lump of dough, and here are resultant rolled sheets. Okay, they're not perfectly squared off, because their destiny is to be covered up with sauce and cheese.
And here's the bolognese sauce, which includes ham, bacon, ground pork, ground beef, all the vegetables, and wine and stock and garlic and please believe me when I tell you that the house smelled like absolute heaven last night.
I could not cook like this every day because 1) too few mouths in the house and 2) time prohibitive. But it's a little bit of joy to do so on occasion.
First the pasta, which gets to sit for an hour or so before rolling and cutting. There's something really delightfully play-with-your-food-ish about pouring a mess of lightly beaten eggs into a mess of flour, mixing the whole thing up, kneading a bit, and then just letting it sit under a damp towel for an hour or so. No wonder pasta is a staple: it takes nothing but time and a willingness to get your hands dirty. (Note: there is no photo of me actually rolling the pasta out on the machine, because it would take three hands, which I do not have. Alas.) Here is half of the lump of dough, and here are resultant rolled sheets. Okay, they're not perfectly squared off, because their destiny is to be covered up with sauce and cheese.
And here's the bolognese sauce, which includes ham, bacon, ground pork, ground beef, all the vegetables, and wine and stock and garlic and please believe me when I tell you that the house smelled like absolute heaven last night.
I could not cook like this every day because 1) too few mouths in the house and 2) time prohibitive. But it's a little bit of joy to do so on occasion.