When I think about kitchen art, I want something fun that brings me comfort and joy. For me, that is pasta. When I see casserole elbows, I crave my mom’s homemade mac and cheese. Rotini brings me to a warm summer day where we’re grilling and eating pasta salad. Egg noodles take me way back to when my dad was in charge of dinner; just add butter and parmesan. It isn’t just different types of pasta, but memories that bring a smile to my face.

What memories are you brought back to?