To celebrate spring and summer (’tis the season for fresh basil!), I would like to talk about how much I love pesto. Homemade pesto, mind you. The store bought varieties are fine in a pinch, but there is absolutely nothing store bought that can compare to the wonderful-ness of fresh basil, pine nuts still warm from toasting, and the aroma of crushed garlic.
In our house, we all have our roles when it comes to the preparation of the pesto. Flo supervises and tries to look cute so we’ll give her treats. Kiki is intrigued, but keeps her distance and hides when the food processor abruptly starts making a racket. Kevin does nearly all the work. I usually toast the pine nuts, but my main responsibility is to eat the final product by the spoonful.
Tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.
We (meaning Kevin) roughly follows this recipe. But really he’s such an expert pesto maker in this stage of the game that he doesn’t even look at a recipe and eyeballs the measurements.
Mmm, does it look basil-tastic enough to eat? Go ahead — take a spoon to the monitor screen. I won’t judge. In fact, I’ll grab a spoon myself.
Do you like pesto? Is there a particular food that reminds you of SUMMER (pesto certainly does so for me!)?