Over the last year, I had a curiosity to learn how to make my own pasta. Flags of floured pappardelle, herb-cheese stuffed tortellini, ear-shaped orecchiette, and so much more . . .
“The summer revealed itself to all of Prague this past week; warming the sidewalks like a kitchen burner, tempering the breeze with the southern European heat, and whitewashing the stucco and Renaissance sgraffito that spirals up the city’s buildings like ivy. The tourists . . .”