Pasta Carbonara – Sela Carsen
Food is an important part of my life and it always makes some sort of appearance in all my stories. Great food is a feast for all the senses, and some foods are so sensual they may lead to other things. This Pasta Carbonara recipe feels luscious and extravagant, but it’s so easy to make you’ll have plenty of time for other pursuits.
1 lb fettucine or linguini
6 slices bacon, chopped
3 cloves of garlic, minced
1/4 – 1/3 cup dry white wine
3 egg yolks
1/4 cup milk (or cream, if you’re going for real decadence!)
1 cup fresh Parmesan cheese, grated
Several basil leaves, sliced thin just before serving – optional, for garnish
Bring a large pot of salted water to a rolling boil. Cook pasta as indicated.
While the water is coming up to boiling, heat a large 12" skillet or wide pan. As the pasta is cooking in its pot, cook the bacon in the other pan until crisp. Remove the bacon from the pan and let it drain on paper towels. Add garlic to hot bacon grease and cook for 30 sec or so, just until golden. The moment the garlic is done, pour in the white wine, scrape up any brown bits at the bottom of the pan and let reduce briefly. Combine the egg yolks and the milk in a small bowl and set aside.
When the pasta is done, drain it thoroughly, keeping about 1/2 cup of the hot pasta water. Add the drained pasta to the pan with the garlic and wine, remove it from the heat and stir gently but thoroughly, making sure that every strand of pasta glistens with oil. Add a splash of the hot pasta water to the eggs to temper it slightly, then slowly add the egg mixture to the pasta, stirring constantly. You want the pasta to be cool enough that the eggs don’t solidify, but hot enough for them to be cooked. Add half of the freshly grated cheese to the pasta and stir until melted.
Serve with a sprinkle of bacon bits, a sprinkle of cheese, and a sprinkle of sliced fresh basil.
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A Tickle My Fantasy story.
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