For my graduation from UGA, Mama and Daddy bought me a pasta machine and a drying rack. I was excited to have some friends and my sisters and mama come over to make pasta and ravioli in one long marathon session.
Amanda brought some of her chickens’ eggs fresh from the coop for our pasta.
Here’s our secret family recipe (stolen straight from the internet!):
Everyone brought their own ricotta, mozzarella, and filling choices. We had a lot piled up!
I used to think my kitchen in my new house was plenty big, but after we crammed eight of us, a table, and two pasta machines it was very tight quarters.
Everyone got to take their ravioli and pasta home. Mama, Suzi, and I piled our ravioli up and used them for our big Mastrario family birthday party for Daddy, who is turning 65 next week. We are notorious for not having the correct numbered candles so we had a 6, three 1s, and two single candles somewhat making up the 65 for his cake.