Because homemaking isn't hard enough.

For some yet undetermined reason, I have a passion (quirk?) for making every last thing much harder than it needs to be. Homemaking isn't hard enough, ya know, I've gotta make it as much work as I possibly can.

Case in point: Homemade Pasta.

Yep, that's homemade spinach pasta, currently drying on clothes hangers in my kitchen. Yes, I know I can buy perfectly good pasta at the supermarket for $.64 a pound. But what fun is that, when I can spend an hour watching flour and eggs turn into something delicious (and use up some of the enormous over-supply of garden-fresh spinach?)

Once upon a time, my mom bought a pasta maker at a yard sale for five bucks. She may or may not have ever used it. When she came across it while I was at her house, she offered it to me. Squee! Love when Mom buys something she'll undoubtedly never use, just because it was a good deal. :o)

This is the second time I've tried my hand at pasta making. The first was only mildly successful - three hours worth of work for enough oddly shaped, rather dry pasta for one meal and a very sore left wrist (you try kneading dough that stiff for fifteen minutes, let me know how ya feel!) This time was far more successful - I used the KitchenAid to do most of my kneading. I altered the recipe a little bit. I figured out a few tricks with the pasta maker. This time I have at least three meals' worth of pasta and it only took an hour from start to finish, including clean up.

If you're anything like me (that is to say, cursed with a knack for always doing things the hard way,) definitely give pasta making a try. It's a very satisfying activity, especially when it's 9 o'clock at night and you're waiting on your husband to come home.

~If anyone seriously wants to try it, and wants more info on how I actually successfully created pasta, let me know and I'll give more details. ~