Long ago, while I was doing printmaking, I saw some wonderful blind embossed work -- pressed without ink-- and fancied trying it.
I didn't have access to a printing press, so I tried a number of techniques, standing on the assembled paper and materials, rolling them, various things, none of which worked.
I ended up getting a little simple pasta rolling machine, thinking maybe I could get that to exert enough pressure to emboss. The small width was okay because my prints were small, so I tried it, on the closest setting.
And it didn't work either. Just didn't have the required heft. So I moved on in printmaking to other techniques. Including hand embossing done with a burnisher. I taught this to a few classes who were thrilled at how simple the technique is. I'll blog about this if there's interest.
Meanwhile I had a pasta maker clean as a whistle, only touched by clean paper, other materials sandwiched in, not touching the roller. It was not returning to the studio. One of the few times the kitchen has received from, instead of giving to, the studio.
So I thought self, learn to make your own pasta. You've had marvellous pasta in Trenton restaurants, where there's an old Nonna in the kitchen making it old style.
It totally beats even the best commercial pasta, which is made from a harder grain, and dried to be shelf stable. Your own pasta is cooked in a couple of minutes, very tender. So I did and loved it and then life intervened for a few years.
But yesterday I thought, I'll be giving handsome Son the monthly dinner soon, why not a from-scratch lasagna, noodles made to fit the dish.
And here's why I completely overlooked yesterday's knitting group, despite having decided after all to Zoom it. I got engrossed.
After mixing the pasta, added in a drop of water as I mixed, it needed resting for half an hour.
Then fun with rolling, starting at setting 9 then working down to setting 3.
Several layers. They're on parchment paper, and now they're bagged flat and in the freezer.
I'm wondering if I need even to cook them before assembling the doings. They're much more tender than the boxed kind. I'll see.
Last night I only wanted a small meal, so here's a nice idea that really worked.
Sweet potato, microwaved for a couple of minutes so I could make it into fries, then salted, chunks of fresh ginger I had in the freezer, harvested from my own pot, 400°f about 20 minutes.
Enough for two helpings. I never roasted ginger before that I remember, but I'm going to do it again.
The weather's been bright but cold recently, in the teens Fledermaus, and suddenly there are birds at the suet feeder. I can't get good pix, take my word for it.
Yesterday, first time in two years, woodpeckers showed up. Several visits from a red bellied, or maybe it was more than one, one from a downy. And the usual crowd of house finches, Carolina wrens, bluejays, juncoes, and a new visitor, a white-crowned sparrow. It was great.
I finally gave up on the other feeder out front after several months of no traffic, and all this action was on the patio at the back. It's more protected, easy hiding places and shelter.
Also I can bird from the sofa on freezing days, always a good thing.
Let me know if you wanted to see the embossing technique, and I'll set up pictures as s step by step. Maybe Valentine cards.