Friday, April 17, 2009


I woke up this morning to several inches of snow and more to come, wind blowing, taking everything with it to Timbuktu. The schools were closed which always means I will be staying home for the whole day. YAY.......snow day!!!! (Sometimes weather warnings lead to good things.

I'm still in my pajamas, so is my's 3:00 in the afternoon.
I built a fort 4 times over now.
I played with race cars.
I caught myself up on digital photo alums.
I laid in front of the fire.
I danced.
I chased. I was chased.
I made yogurt.
I napped.

I also made noodles.
I come from a traditional German family on my mom's side. I have two very different backgrounds in my blood. The other is Polish (and a little bit of Irish.) I find it ironic that those are the things that run through my veins as the stern German in me tends to be at battle with the whimsy of the Pollack.
My Grandmother, Elsie, was the German. She also made it a point to bring native food to our table during holidays. (That and diry jokes) Things like strudel, dumplings and cabbage burgers (something to this day I've never eaten and probably won't) She also made noodles. Lots of noodles. Recently, my god-mother decided that her pasta maker be passed onto me. I was elated.

On top was a label... "noodle machine".... in her handwriting. It took my breath away when I first saw it. Sometimes you never know how much you miss something until you happen upon it again unexpectedly. Handwriting for me is something that always pulls at those tucked away strings. Writing itself is a dying art. I wish it wasn't.

Noodles are one of the most simple things on earth to make. You don't have to have a pasta maker to make them. You can just cut them. (But the machine makes it go a thousand time faster!)

The simple recipe for them is this:

1cup flour
1 egg
1/2 cup milk.

That's it!!!!

They have to be a little dryer, so you might have to add a little flour if they are too sticky. Once they are ready, just cut them or run them through the machine. Let them dry for several hours (they must be separated), until all the moisture is gone and then cook. (Mine are still drying!)

1 comment:

Louise said...

Beautiful shots Stacey. They are so warm! I wish your weather would be the same.