Pasta so FRESH it hurts.
I thought I had been living. I thought my life had meaning . . . and purpose. I thought my days were being lived and experienced to their fullest, rich with love, happiness and beauty.
WHAT A FOOL I HAD BEEN. (but you have to say it like BEAN to sound more sophisticated-er.)
Come here. Sit.
It all happened only a short few days ago. I was making dinner. Normal day. Whatever. I had decided it was a pasta night (which is like every night but shhh). So I grabbed a few delish staples and fresh ingredients I had on hand to get her going.
But….but. Instead of my normal go-to dried pasta, this time I took the road less traveled. F-r-e-s-h. Not like I MADE IT. Please, I had Laverne & Shirley reruns to watch. But I had bought some! And I know you’re probably thinking to yourself, “is this chick for real? She’s just now buying fresh pasta? Really? And which Laverne & Shirley episode did she watch?”
So here we are. Dinner was done. (Which took like 2 flashes) And I sit down to a bowl bigger than a pregnant rhinoceros. And I couldn’t stop. It was like my mouth was a WELL-OILED MACHINE. I kept saying, “I could eat like this everyday! Really, this could be my meal every single day all day until Kingdom come and pigs fly home and cows talk and all that!” And then I realized I was alone and making zero sense.
There’s a slight chance that when my husband got home there was but a lonely single strand of fettucini and half a cherry tomato left in the skillet.
I’m totally kidding!
There were 2 strands left.
Here we go!
Grab some FRESH pasta, prosciutto, some cherry tomatoes, peas, oil, garlic, a shallot, and some mint!
Give the prosciutto some slicing action. Then pull it all apart (NOT PICTURED).
Give the veggies a chop and a mince and a do-si-do.
Get your shallots and garlic all nice and sautéed. Smeeeeeell that.
Toss in the prosciutto and sauté her up until she’s nice and crispy and all seductive with your nose.
In go the veggies! Toss, toss. Sauté, sauté.
Once the FRESH omg pasta is cooked, drain all but about 1/2 cup of pasta water and dump it in with the veggies. Add some water and the last bit of oil to create a simple sauce. And of course grate some cheese in there. Duh.
UGH. It hurts.
This was my second helping.
And my third. I wish I was kidding.
Don’t wait another NANOSECOND. Get fresh with it like your soul doth beggeth.
Bev wants you to know she HAS in fact made fresh pasta before. And it was a pain. She may try it again another day. Stay tuned for never. For more musings, visit her blog Bev Cooks and her Tablespoon profile.