Some of you may know that I love to cook. I love to try new things for dinner and to get ideas from people, recipes, and the internet and then make them my own. But one thing I am not, is a recipe follower. If I mention that I have a new recipe for something Dustin will reply with, "well, I guess that won't be worth a shit then." I am not good at step by step strict instructions....therefore, I am not a baker. I don't have the patience, the precision or the perfectionism required to let yeast rise or dole out a 1/2 tsp of baking soda.
Sure I would love to create a beautiful braided french bread or those yummy jalepeno and cheese breads like the amish make. But I just cannot do it. No sense in denying it, I just can't. But today, I'm going to try something totally out of my element. Something I've never, ever even considered doing before. (This is where TV would add a dunh, dunh, dunh) Homemade Noodles. Oh yeah, I said it, homemade noodles. Like the kind every grandma can make by heart without a recipe.
I am inspired by my new favorite blog, The Pioneer Woman. She put up a recipe for them on her blog and I think I can handle it. It's just eggs, flour, and water. I got the step by step instructions and I called my grandma to double check the procedure. It seems easy enough and I can do it, I do not have to be afraid. I can someday be the grandma that people say, "oh I miss Grandma Lindsay's noodles so much, no one could make those like she did." Big shoes, my friends, but I'm going to give it a go. So, say a little prayer for me today. And I'll post some pictures later so you can see my success (or laugh with me at my mess.)