About this time every year, Frank & I seek therapeutic noodle making activities.
I don’t know why, but it just seems like therapy when we knead and knead, and he rolls, and I slice and arrange. We spent several hours this weekend doing just that with the stereo on in the background. Quietly, we go to work cracking eggs and whisking. We both seem to relax by making pasta. Before we know it, six batches are drying on tea towels. Kind of weird, but hey it works for us.
We also tend to try weird casseroles.
I don’t know what all we threw in there, but tater tots on top seemed to be in order for the day.
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Yummy! You can never go wrong with tator tots! Hugs, Tamara