Before I left, R and I were in Connecticut visiting my grandmother. We do this as often as we can, since she’s always a great time to hang out with, she feeds us really well, and the quiet of Connecticut can be such a welcome respite from the damn sirens those police men and firefighters who work around the block from us in NYC insist on using all the time. And if there’s one dish that always reminds me of Nana, it’s
pesto and tomatoes.
We were out there a little early for (...)
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Tags: Basil, Fresh, Pesto