04/22/2026
This morning, before 6am, I was bagging pasta and sealing it with my labels when I had a moment.
Maybe it was pride. Maybe it was gratitude. But I paused, looked at what I’d made, and thought… “damn, I’m really doing this.”
I’m getting ready for my very first farmers market in a couple of weeks, and honestly, I’m nervous. Will I have enough? Too much? No idea 😅
Between work, grad school, and kids’ activities, life is already full… so naturally I decided to add handmade pasta to the mix. What could go wrong?
But in that quiet early-morning moment, it just felt worth it. 🤍