Maccheroni di Natale

At Eataly last weekend, I bought two delightful dried pastas: one looks like large, imprinted, communion wafers; the other like long yet graceful pipes. The latter is called Maccheroni di Natale, or Christmas macaroni, and looks like it will be a blast to eat.

So, I just bought three gorgeous, multihued heirloom tomatoes and plan to make a simple yet vibrant sauce tonight: chopped tomatoes, basil, garlic, EVOO, a bit of onion. It will be an attempt to replicate -in any way- the divine pasta Michele whipped up for lunch when he and El were here.