I made green garlic pesto a few weeks ago. A lot of green garlic pesto. So I froze a few servings of it. Last night I pulled one out of the freezer, tossed it with some spaghetti and pecorino cheese, tossed a green salad, and dinner was made. Ernie started off with his “plain noodles with cheese” but quickly asked where “the green stuff” was on his noodles. I told him he never likes sauce on his noodles, so I didn’t give him any.
“But Mama,” he said, “I like green stuff. Not sauce. Green stuff.”
Can I quote you on that, kid?
The strawberry-eating portion of the family also enjoyed a bit of fool–mashed strawberries folded into whipped cream–at the end of the meal. Reports were positive. Requests for seconds were made. Seriously, you just mash berries with a fork, add some sugar to taste (and to help pull out their juice), whip heavy cream to soft peaks, and fold the two together. You could add grand marnier or some other liqueur to fancify it, but you really don’t need to and people will beg you for the “recipe” such as it is. Plus, it’s real purty.
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