The boys and I spent much of the day yesterday blissfully in the kitchen. In addition to the chocolate chip granola bars, we happily produced another fresh tomato gratin stew, a trial batch of honey vanilla ice cream (that was lacking *something*), and a recipe of homemade pasta. The boys had a blast helping me with everything from operating the food processor to rolling out the dough. We cut this batch by hand with a pizza cutter, and ate it last night with chicken, green pepper, onion, and zuchinni stir fried. Tonight the left over pasta was put into a chicken soup with fresh beans, sweet corn, swiss chard, and carrots. Both dishes were delish, and I couldn’t help but think of the boys’ faces as they helped me create the pasta.
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