We'd been invited to the Russo's for New Year's Day,
with the promise that Maria would show us
how to make traditional Cilentan fusilli,
or 'macaron' to give it it's dialect name.
|Ready to begin|
Hubby was the one to be doing the 'practical' - I was,
as usual, armed with my camera to record the proceedings
(besides, I didn't want hubby discover that I may actually
have a talent for cooking).
|Egg & olive oil begin to be mixed|
|The 'messy bit'|
|Kneading before resting|
|Let fusilli making commence|
|Success with the first attempt|