Pasta 

Wheat noodles are by far the most common noodles in Asia (c.f., Japanese udon and somen) and Europe (c.f., spaghetti), while rice noodles tend to be rare outside of Asia. In English-speaking countries, Italian noodles are the kind most often referred to as "pasta". In Italy, spaghetti with tomato sauce (sugo) and Parmigiano[?] are usually referred to as "pastasciutta" ("asciutto" means "dry" or "dried").

While it has been thought in some places that Marco Polo brought the concept back with him from China (from where should come spaghetti), the first pastas that we know about in Europe were on Etruscan tombs from the 4th century BC.

Thomas Jefferson is credited with bringing the first macaroni machine to America in 1789 when he returned home after serving as ambassador to France.

See Italian cuisine for a list of many types of pasta.

See the Wikipedia Cookbook for specific recipes and the Cooking topic for a more general overview of food.

see also How to cook pasta, Wikipedia Cookbook

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