Thinking About Pesto

During a busy week

It’s that time of year. Some people have already ordered seeds (I hear they spend their winters hunched over seed catalogues) and have them in pots under little special lamps. Those of us who are minimal garderners are looking forward to buying about ten basil plants to plant. Why basil, you may ask?

PESTO.

I know one can make pesto out of most anything: arugula, parsley, carrots, old plastic bags (no). But I like the traditional kind, and my family looks forward to batches of pesto in little plastic containers throughout the summer. It makes me feel needed.

One year, many moons ago, I did a full vegetable garden with tomatoes, lettuce, beens, arugula, carrots. But a ground hog wiped me out in one evening. I was done, I did not feel like digging a fence into the ground and all that. But this year, I may also plant parsley, chives, oregano and thyme. Just the idea of an herb garden makes me smile. As does people eating my pesto!

Do you garden?

More on the Carroll Vs Trump Civil Rape Trial soon. I may return to draw for the closing arguments probably on Monday. I must have been a lawyer in another life because I enjoy all the drama and posturing. Or, more likely, I feel this trial is very important.

Thinking about pesto takes my mind momentarily off stressful things.