just a little pasta factory

My grandmother or more appropriately named Oma, was a pack rat and a fan of the Home Shopping Network.  I suppose to her at some point or another anything and everything would have a purpose and a use (even if she had never gotten any use out of it.  I was a picky eater as a child, so I can’t really vouch for this piece of information, enough relatives confirmed that my Oma (bless her heart) wasn’t much of a cook.  She was Dutch and she was Indonesian.  My father’s side of the family were their own little American Dream story.  That’s a whole other topic.

Recently, I was talking with my own parents about fresh made pasta and how I remembered my dad bringing home an older pasta maker that had been Oma’s.  He was pretty sure where it was in storage and said he could get it for me (before my mom could interject–hee hee!).  Next non-obligatory parent visit, my dad handed me a stack of my mail and the Ampia Brevettata pasta maker in its original packaging (I’m guessing dated sometime in the 70s but I could be wrong).  Made in Italy.  Pretty heavy I might add.

Even the instructions are in Italian!  I believe that it should have included a small booklet of instructions and a basic recipe, all of which I was able to find thanks to Google.  The funny thing is that I can say without a doubt, it has never been used.

I’m a bit of a nerd, but I’m pretty stoked about my new kitchen addition.  Let’s see how stoked I am when I’ve got flour everywhere, noodles in my hair and I chasing Saint Geneviève away from the broken egg shells.  Sure it isn’t as necessary as say a frying pan or even my new George Foreman, but it’s shiny and pretty and I can’t wait to start cursing at it once I use it! 

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3 Responses to “just a little pasta factory”

  1. ooooh i’m jealous, a pasta machine is so far down on my kitchen wish list and you didn’t even have to buy one! i can’t wait to see pictures. happy pasta making!


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