My paternal grandmother used to make homemade noodles. I think she cooked them in turkey or chicken broth. We -always- had noodles with a huge turkey at the holidays. My aunt learned from her how to make them, but they were never as good. I wanted to learn how, but didn’t get the chance. I wish I’d been more assertive about wanting to learn.
Grandma never used a bowl, she always made a well of flour on the counter and cracked her eggs into it and mixed right there. She always said that it was harder to make good noodles on humid days. (I know humidity can affect bread). I loved her noodles…I could eat nothing else but noodles and gravy and be 1000% content. My mother-in-law used to make noodles too, but nowhere near as good as Grandma Hazel 🙂 But my grandmother-in-law used to make divinity at the holidays and that was good! That too could be affected by humidity.
