I need someone to take me by the hand and lead me out the back door. Or, give me a swift kick in the tush!
I have been thinking about gardening all morning. I just need to go do it! Isn’t that what Nike says? Just Do It!
I want my garden to be beautiful. I know how to get started making it look better. I’m just feeling very lazy.
Maybe admitting to all of you that I’m a sloth will embarrass me enough to get me going. I hope! *G*
Daily Archives: August 12, 2012
Traveling
Did I say we’d been traveling? The summer got away from me. I kept thinking I had a month and a half to get in a visit with my sister Frankie, and her family. What I forgot is that she has just started a new job as an assistant-principal, and her first day was the last Monday in July! OMG! Where did the time go!?
We asked if she and her hubby thought they could fit us in, and they graciously made room in their lives for us. We left mid-day Thursday and were with them through early afternoon on Sunday, and every moment of the time was lovely.
Frankie comes here to stay, and I put her to work. I go to Frankie’s, and she lets me sit out on their wonderful porch, or on the deck, and veg out. I was feeling guilty about that by Saturday night, and helped out by making a salad. I really should have done more, and I apologize to you, dear Sis, for being such a sloth.
We visited a Farmer’s Market, and ambled through several antique places. We ate, and ate, and ATE! We made a stop at Starbucks, and chatted, caught up on all the family news, and just enjoyed the relaxed life for a few days.
Sunday morning we packed up the car, and headed to church with the family. Frankie and her youngest daughter had gone on a mission project this summer, and Sunday was the day all the mission efforts were presented to the church. It was good to be able to see all they had done, and be there to support their efforts.
After the mission presentation, we headed out to brunch, which was just fabulous. We were so full that I don’t believe I cooked the rest of the day!
Dear Sis, it was lovely, as always! Thank you for letting us be a part of your gracious life.
Pesto
Apparently I’ve been busy the past two weeks. I think my last post was July 24th. I know there was a trip to visit with my youngest sister and her family, but the rest has flown by with all the basics of life. Chores, errands, cleaning, cooking, some packing, a little quilting, just the usual stuff, plus a lot of my annual doctor visits.
So, for my first post in August, I want to talk about making pesto. My house smells fabulous. This is how I think Italian houses must smell all the time, and my sense of smell is saying, “Yuuuummmmmm!”
I surfed for recipes for pesto and learned that there is a classic version that most people use. Garlic, lots of basil, pine nuts, kosher salt, fresh ground pepper, Parmesan cheese and olive oil are the ingredients.
I bought a pot of basil in May, intending to plant it outside, but it kept residence on the shelf between the sink and the kitchen window. My sister, Frankie, repotted it for me when she was here, and I’d been watering it. It was long and leggy and had started to grow shoots off the stems, so I had a LOT of basil. I was shopping with a friend yesterday and saw Colavita olive oil on sale for a great price, so I decided this was Pesto Weekend!
I peeled the garlic and cut off the root end. I have a VERY basic food processor. It has no amenities. It is either off or on, and you can pulse the contents, but that’s all it has to offer. I use it about once a year, so I didn’t really want to spring for the terribly expensive one that I’m sure Cook’s Illustrated would like me to use. It chopped the garlic very nicely. Next I added the basil, which I had snipped from the stems. It took four cups. The only thing the recipe didn’t explain was how densely packed the leaves should be, so I went for a medium amount of compacting. The processor chopped the leaves finely.
At that point you add the pine nuts, Parmesan, salt and pepper and blend it all together. It looks odd, and was trying to form a ball. The final step is to add, with the motor running, one cup of olive oil. Almost immediately I got something that more resembled pesto. Once all the oil had been added, I unplugged the machine, took the top off, and scraped down the sides. I reassembled it and gave it another whirl to be sure everything was well incorporated. It was beautiful, and smelled heavenly.
The recipe advised freezing the pesto in ice cube trays. Each “cube” takes about one tablespoon of pesto. I ended up with 18 tablespoons. To prevent the basil from turning dark, you cover the pesto with a light film of olive oil, and then cover the ice cube tray with plastic wrap. I pressed the wrap down onto the oil to push out the air, and then put the trays in the freezer. When they are frozen, I’ll pop the pesto out of the trays and store them in a freezer bag to use as needed. I’m positive I’ll be using it in my minestrone soup, and probably on pizza dough as the base of an appetizer.
I think next time I will try packing the leaves more tightly. And, next time, I may try doubling the recipe. Although, homemade pesto has a shelf life of about six months. I may need to keep an eye on the basil season at the Farmer’s market, to see if I could make the next batch closer to the end of September. That batch would take me through March.
2012 shall be known as “The Year of Pesto!” *G*
For the complete recipe, visit The Yummy Life. Here’s the site if you’d like pictures of the process.