But damn it's hard getting into something new. the ingredients and rules, Burra, they are endless! Then I think about making fresh pasta in Italy while drinking a nice Rioja and I get inspired. By Italy I mean the gas station backyard we have. It seems like a good way to spend a saturday together.
I found a retardedly simple recipe that would not impress a starving African, but damn am I going to give it my all for you. Hopefully from here I will work my way up to rice and other more technical dishes. The possibilities are endless if I put my mind to it (or order it from Seb and pretend it is my own creation).
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