One of our favorite people is in town during summer break for just one week and that can only mean one thing! Food and fun — wait, that is two things! Summer brain is a killer, haha! Our Luke is in from Columbia and oh how we have missed him! So dinner was his choice, which as you may guess from the title of this post, he picked potstickers. Continue reading
I must say, the idea of a head chef and restaurant owner personally training me in the art and science of pasta making seemed very exciting…until the morning came to be taught. I was nervous — like first day at a new school nervous. I needed my BF to be tagging along, or my hubby – or let’s be honest, even the idea of bringing my 8-year-old was starting to become very appealing. But it was just me. I walked into the restaurant and decided it was time to begin acting like I wasn’t nervous, I slipped on the white chef’s jacket and introduced myself. With my introduction, I quickly deflated any notions he may have had about me. “I know nothing, I have never made pasta – I don’t even have a pasta maker.” I said with a short laugh and a smile.