Sometimes, all you want is a nostalgic, sentimental, fragrant meal. A familiar one, one that makes the house smell of sauteed onions and garlic, pasta with the perfect sauce. Over the past few weeks, that dish I’ve been craving, the one that’s been on my to-do list, is a slow-cooked beef ragu. That yearning came in remembering a distant dish I had in Marrakech almost a year ago at a restaurant called Plus61… I think about that place a lot, I think about that dish a lot.
Fresh pasta e.g. not boxed? Or do you make your own pasta?