One day about 5 months ago, I bought a pasta maker on a whim. Definitely not a huge machine by any means, but more of the type that you clamp onto the corner of your counter and hand crank the pasta through. However, my spur-of-the-moment buy was back ordered and I just got an email that it's coming in the mail - talk about delayed gratification. Now, as I'm craving pasta (with some broiled zucchinis and turkey meatballs), I turn on the tv to my nightly public television cooking show marathon and am greeted by none other than homemade pasta recipes. Now, I'm really craving pasta.