The moment everything changes
You’re standing in a farmhouse kitchen somewhere in Puglia. There’s flour on the wooden table, a rolling pin within reach, and a warm-faced nonna gesturing for you to step closer.
Then the aprons go on. Someone cracks an egg. Your hands find the dough, and before you know it, all that nervous energy disappears – replaced by the fun, messy rhythm of rolling, folding, and shaping.
Conversation flows – the dough, the gorgeous weather, last night’s ridiculously good meal. You start shaping without thinking about it too much; fold, roll, turn, fold, roll, turn. Slowly, the dough comes alive beneath your hands, and before you know it, you’re making pasta like a local!
This is the magic of hands-on experiences: your hands keep busy, your brain switches off, and all you notice is how much fun it is to create something delicious from scratch.