Alas, a wine glass has bitten the dust. Hard. We had visitors at the House of Q last night, including my in-laws and my sis, and during the post-dinner wine and movies I managed to transform a glass full of shiraz into a sharp-edged collection of shards and powerful staining liquid. Fortunately, I missed getting any on the new sofa cover, and we got the spill cleaned up before it could soak too badly into the floor.
The dinner was an experimental home-made pasta thing: ravioli with a ricotta and turkey filling. I’d pan-cooked the turkey on a bed of garlic and onion with Italian spices, then tossed it into a blender with the ricotta cheese. I’d been a bit concerned that the turkey and spices would be overpowering, but the ricotta has an amazing ability to bland down the flavor, to the point where I should probably have added more spices to the mix.
On the other hand, the homemade sauce worked out quite well. And we’ve got enough left-over sauce and filling that I’ll probably do up a new batch of raviolis for dinner later this week.
Something I need to remember with the pasta machine I’ve got is that it should be dialed-down thinner than I think I’ll need… It’s got a little dial from ‘7’ to ‘1’ on the side, with the lower numbers being thinner. Confusingly, that’s of the opposite of sheet metal guages, where the lower numbers are thicker metal. Anyway, I’d done Sunday’s ravioli on a setting of ‘4’, and they were quite thumpy. I’ll see how things go at level ‘2’.