fresh pasta with lemon pepper butter sauce

Creamy, buttery and tangy…

Oh yes. Let’s pretend it’s springtime and bite into this savory concoction.

Of course, I’m in Florida- and our winters are spring compared to other geographical parts, and our summer and fall? Oh those are summer and Africa

. What?

Africa isn’t a season? It is here. We have hot and then we have Africa-hot.

But, I try to do my best and embrace each food season. I usually associate citrus stuff with spring, so that’s why I’m calling this a springtime dish. Too much info?

So… as most of you know I love going thrifting, you just never know what you’ll find. The other ~~day week~~ month (okay it took me awhile to use it) I found this barely used pasta machine. A pasta express. For $10! Ch-ching! It is so awesome, it mixes the dough and extrudes it into one of , get this – ELEVEN dies! I finally can make homemade macaroni noodles. (Not that it has been big on my to-do list, but hey.. now I can make spinach elbows)

I tell you folks, there is nothing like fresh homemade pasta…

A funny thing about fresh vs. store bought:

An actual serving size fills you up. Seriously, it’s the weirdest thing. one 1/2 cup serving of fresh pasta is a belly filler that will make you feel like you ate a bowl. Odd.

Toss in a few meatballs and I’m full for a week.

I cannot wait to make this with my stepdaughter, she just started taking cooking classes at her school and oooooo I can’t wait for us to play with this new “toy”.

Speaking of… funny story.

My hubby sleepwalks, sometimes he sleepwalks and attempts to pee in the laundry hamper (fortunately, I stop him from that) sometimes he walks out on the front porch in the middle of the night (sorry neighbors- he sleeps in the buff) and sometimes he wanders into another bedroom and falls asleep there. Usually it’s my stepdaughters room , since she’s only here 4 days a month the bed is usually empty. But… the other week, I heard him get up to pee, and then I assumed he was getting some water or checking his phone…about 20 seconds later, my stepdaughter came in, and said he was in her room. I went to go wake him up, (they say don’t wake a sleepwalker, but whatever) The next morning we were laughing and thinking it was time to put a baby gate up to keep sleepwalkers out…..

Never a dull moment.

Okay.

Back to dinner:

You don’t have to use hommade fresh pasta for this recipe, though. I’m just advising you to buy that pasta machine when you see one that’s a deal.