If you had told me a month ago that cooking pasta “the Italian way” could be a life-altering experience, I would have laughed in your face probably while shoveling spoonfuls of leftover mac and cheese from a box. Yet here I am, 30 days later, feeling like I’ve undergone a mini culinary pilgrimage right in my own kitchen.
My taste buds have awakened, my relationship with food has shifted, and my approach to cooking and life, honestly has become a bit more dolce vita than I ever anticipated. So how exactly does making pasta “the right way” for an entire month shake up one’s daily routine, mindset, and possibly waistline?
