With a sauce or without a sauce? Well, it all depends which pasta you're cooking. Because you could be cooking a stuffed pasta that only requires to be cooked in a broth and if you think of the pasta as the carrier, then you will see why a thin pasta, like spaghetti, should not be served with a heavy sauce like bolognaise.
There are over three hundred.. yes, 300.. different types of pasta. Some very, very small and some very large and they all have an affinity to different sauces. There's a new book called 'The Geometry of Pasta' which she will be looking for in the library.
Southern Italian sauces are different to Northern Italian sauces. Why? Think of history and weather, they provide most of the answers, the northern part of the country was ruled by butter and pork eating people, the south grew olives and tomatoes.
'Italy' as one country has not been in existance for that long a length of time, it was ruled by different countries and has different cuisines dating back into its' past. Think of the cooking in America, the immigration of Swedish and other Northern nationalities into the northern States. Then think of Texas, with its' German immigrants in the 1800's.
As a matter of interest, did you know there's a place where a Peace Treaty in America between the Comanche tribe and the incoming 'White' man was NEVER broken? Where is this place, when did it happen?
In June 1845, Enchanted Rock, Fredericksburg, Texas between Comanche and the incoming German settlers is the answer and it's an extraordinary place.. please do a search, it is an interesting place the Hill Country, situated due east of Austin, north of San Antonio.
Back to pasta.. we wish Wizard would come home from Australia, he promised us home made pasta made by that machine she gave him. We used to get fresh pasta when we stayed with Marina (Orpen) but both Marina and John are now up in God's house, the house and the barn have both been sold and there's no one left that we know in Stansted Mountfitchet any longer.
Such is life.. for people.. aka friends.. move or they die and unless you know other people who live there, you no longer have a reason to go to that part of the world any more. She had a couple of dear friends who lived at Oyster Bay, Long Island for many years, they stayed with her here and she stayed with them both at Oyster Bay and on Eleuthera, the skinny 'Eel' island in the Bahamas where they built a house in the early 80's.
Then they both retired and moved permanently to Eleuthera. Within a year, her dearest George was dead, killed by a drunken tourist driving at high speed on the wrong side of the road and his partner, broken in spirit, sold their lovely home of over twenty years, moved to the mainland and they lost touch.
It is another day of little cheer out there, we are getting up late, she's going to show Elena and her husband the book 'Ginger & Pickles' to make them laugh, buy a few beetroot from Ted's Veg and then come home to organise stuff, there's a lot of 'stuff' in our home that needs organising!
So we had better get up and start our day, she's taken to leaving the 'Daylight' lamp on all day for it these days are really gloomy. Boring.. but eggs and rye bread are awaiting me, so I'll drag these old wings up into flight mode and take off for.. YumYum HQ.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 2016.
There are over three hundred.. yes, 300.. different types of pasta. Some very, very small and some very large and they all have an affinity to different sauces. There's a new book called 'The Geometry of Pasta' which she will be looking for in the library.
Southern Italian sauces are different to Northern Italian sauces. Why? Think of history and weather, they provide most of the answers, the northern part of the country was ruled by butter and pork eating people, the south grew olives and tomatoes.
'Italy' as one country has not been in existance for that long a length of time, it was ruled by different countries and has different cuisines dating back into its' past. Think of the cooking in America, the immigration of Swedish and other Northern nationalities into the northern States. Then think of Texas, with its' German immigrants in the 1800's.
As a matter of interest, did you know there's a place where a Peace Treaty in America between the Comanche tribe and the incoming 'White' man was NEVER broken? Where is this place, when did it happen?
In June 1845, Enchanted Rock, Fredericksburg, Texas between Comanche and the incoming German settlers is the answer and it's an extraordinary place.. please do a search, it is an interesting place the Hill Country, situated due east of Austin, north of San Antonio.
Back to pasta.. we wish Wizard would come home from Australia, he promised us home made pasta made by that machine she gave him. We used to get fresh pasta when we stayed with Marina (Orpen) but both Marina and John are now up in God's house, the house and the barn have both been sold and there's no one left that we know in Stansted Mountfitchet any longer.
Such is life.. for people.. aka friends.. move or they die and unless you know other people who live there, you no longer have a reason to go to that part of the world any more. She had a couple of dear friends who lived at Oyster Bay, Long Island for many years, they stayed with her here and she stayed with them both at Oyster Bay and on Eleuthera, the skinny 'Eel' island in the Bahamas where they built a house in the early 80's.
Then they both retired and moved permanently to Eleuthera. Within a year, her dearest George was dead, killed by a drunken tourist driving at high speed on the wrong side of the road and his partner, broken in spirit, sold their lovely home of over twenty years, moved to the mainland and they lost touch.
It is another day of little cheer out there, we are getting up late, she's going to show Elena and her husband the book 'Ginger & Pickles' to make them laugh, buy a few beetroot from Ted's Veg and then come home to organise stuff, there's a lot of 'stuff' in our home that needs organising!
So we had better get up and start our day, she's taken to leaving the 'Daylight' lamp on all day for it these days are really gloomy. Boring.. but eggs and rye bread are awaiting me, so I'll drag these old wings up into flight mode and take off for.. YumYum HQ.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 2016.
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