Last year, my mama taught me how to make noodles. Lets just say...it was not pretty. But, being the first born daughter, I had to get it right. So, this year we called it Noodle Making 102. It went a whole lot better. Yippee for me!
I was taught not to play with the dough to much. Make small batches because it was easier to work with.
Use plenty of flour so they don't stick together.
A wooden cutting board works best with my mama's noodle cutter. Can you see me using it? My cousin gave it to my mother years ago. I would say it is an antique. It works great! Mom said I was ready to try it on my own next year.
And here they are all ready to be gobbled up. Which, they were. :)
Some of our little decorations we placed on the tables.
My sissy and I in our aprons. My mother told us we had turned into our Grandma Mac!
Daddy and his girls...
Our butter for the tables. My mother found these cute little turkey's made out of butter. At some point, the turkey on the kids table had the butter knife stuck in his back and the head was gone. Hummmm.....kids!
And lastly, the two youngest kids looking at the Black Friday ads in the paper being silly. There was a whole lot of silliness going on that day and a whole lot of fun.
1 comment:
It all looks just wonderful! The time spent learning to make noodles will always be precious to you.!
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