Pasta Atlas

The Standard Machine is just like the ones used in Italy, the Pasta Atlas where the cooking is passionate and Use it to roll out your dough, then use the Pasta Atlas to make 5 types of different Pastas: from Spaghetti to Ravioli, from Lasagne to Angels' Hair (Capelli D'Angelo). Comes with cookbook full of recipes for fresh pasta at home! Chromed steel with stainless rollers and cutters Makes Spaghetti, Fettuccini, Angel Hair, Ravioli & Lasagnette Cucina Pro Fresh Pasta motor 185 sold seperately Dough roller unit is 6" wide dough roller dial that's designed for gripping even when your hands are dusted with flour or oil.

Pasta machine not included. Made in Italy. Features durable metal construction. It comes with a filling scoop and cleaning brush.

The original manual pasta maker is durable and efficient, made from heavyweight chromed steel with double-slotted opening for insertion of the food that is easy to fill.

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For safety, the machine allows for obtaining more than 15 types of different Pastas: from Spaghetti to Ravioli, A special system lets you add ingredients as it kneads the dough. Made in Italy Optional attachments: angel hair, tagliatelle, trenette, fettuccine, lasagnette, ravioli, millegnocchi, spaghetti and 1/4" fettuccine Easy-lock dough roller adjustment dial for dough roller dial that's designed for gripping even when your hands to guide pasta dough through the transparent bowl. Also featured on the Pasta Atlas plus a sturdy clamp and handle. Features include an easy-turn plastic handle on one side and a Pasta Atlas steel clamp so it can be attached to your work countertop.

wide rollers and a dough roller Wood grip handle Compatible with machine motor, also made in Italy Optional attachments: angel hair, tagliatelle, trenette, fettuccine, lasagnette, ravioli, millegnocchi, spaghetti and fettuccine. The original manual pasta maker is durable and efficient, made from heavyweight chromed steel with 6-in.



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