I Learned to Make Fresh Pasta at 43 – Why I’ll Never Buy Boxed Again and Neither Will You
The first batch was a disaster. Sticky dough clinging to my fingers, flour covering every surface of my Spanish kitchen, and something that looked less like pasta and more like a toddler’s art project. My husband walked in, surveyed the destruction, and wisely said nothing. I almost gave up that afternoon. The boxed pasta in …












