I love pesto. I have always loved pesto, but somehow the idea of making my own has always intimidated me. Is that weird? I figure we all have those things that we just assume are too hard, or too fancy, or like somehow we'd just never get them right. That's me with pie crust. Double boilers. Shell fish. And pesto. Until recently. The basil in my Tower Garden really began to take off, and I just had to do something. And suddenly I felt like this might be my time. Time to face some fears, and
the grommom
