In the spring, I bought a teeny, tiny basil plant and put it on my porch. That poor plant has been neglected for 95% of the summer. I’d water it maaaaaybe once a week when I would grab some fresh catnip for my kitties. Despite the lack of love, my tiny basil plant has exploded into a crazy basil bush. I can clear all but a few piddly leaves off, and it will be full again three days later. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’ve been up to my ears in basil and I’ve done nothing at all to deserve it.
Because basil is such a delicious and precious herb, I try my best to do right by it (other than forgetting to water it!). What’s the best way to treat such a classy lady? Pesto. Pesto. Pesto. Before this summer, I hadn’t made pesto since I lived at my parents’ house and everyone complained about pine nuts (circa 2004-2005). I knew I wanted my pesto to be a little lighter, so there’s not much oil. I also prefer a creamy pesto, so I threw in some Parmesan.
I get that there are 8,000 really creative pestos out there and you don’t have time for mine, but this is seriously delicious. Pesto sauces tend to be pretty heavy, but this one is light and clean tasting. Regardless, I demand you make a pesto today so that you can enjoy the tasty sandwich I have coming up. A sandwich I used to make constantly in high school, but with a store bought sauce (seriously, my family had it out for pine nuts!) – sooo much better with garden fresh pesto, but I guess you can buy a jar for Friday if you’re feeling lazy.
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