Last weekend we took a quick trip to Ohio. We went for the dual purposes of retrieving Phi the Physics Cat from her summer home (where she went to avoid the wedding hoopla) and to pick up two garbage bags full of basil plants my mother had grown for me. Let me repeat that, for emphasis: we drove all the way back to Maryland with two black trash-can bags full of basil plants. That's a heckuva a lot of basil. I convinced a friend to take one off my hands, and then we picked and washed for two long evenings. The products of that work are pictured below, right before I pureed them with the Parmesan, walnuts, and garlic to make thirteen pints of fresh pesto.
Luckily, I received a small chest freezer as a birthday gift last week, so all that pesto is resting peacefully in the deep-freeze. Last time I made it, the pesto was still good two years later, so next year I'll get a vacation from this particular job.
The car still smells like an herb garden.
5 comments:
Thank goodness you didn't get pulled over..hah!! What's in the bags mam?
Congrats again.!!
wow, I can't wait to visit you in 5 year's time and try some of this amazing pesto.
I love the smell of basil.
Holly "Bleep" - 2 garbage bags.
Hey Tim that's pretty funny.
mmmmm... I am droooling just looking at the picture!
Do they get better with age?
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