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garlic scapes, of any amount, roughly chopped
a bunch of basil, stems removed, leaves fragrant
a handful of walnuts or pine nuts or such
quite a bit of grated Parmesan cheese
a sensible amount of salt, doubled
and some black pepper
in a food processor
with more olive oil than anything else.
presto
pesto
(This is why I’m not a poet.)
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This, dear, is why you should be a poet.
Posted by: rainbowbrown | July 02, 2008 at 09:44 PM
You think "amount" rhymes with "fragrant"?
Oh. Yes.
It does.
Posted by: cookiecrumb | July 02, 2008 at 10:07 PM
If I was your mom, I'd totally put that on the fridge.
Posted by: Jess | July 03, 2008 at 12:44 PM
Hmm. I think there's something vaguely William Carlos William about it.
Posted by: Adele | July 03, 2008 at 04:28 PM
Trying pesto for the first time this week. You haven't inspired me. :P No, actually, I need scapes. Everyone's using them right now and I want to jump on the bandwagon.
Posted by: melissa | July 03, 2008 at 07:09 PM
I can't remember the last time a poem made my mouth water -- but to be honest I'm not feelin' the scapes in the pesto. I think they're best grilled on the Webber and brushed with white truffle oil.
Posted by: Jane | July 05, 2008 at 02:19 PM
Garlic scapes are my new favorite green vegetable. They are worthy of a poem, for sure. I prefer them just sauteed too, but I bet that pesto would be lovely spread on some pan-roasted fingerling potatoes or a salmon steak.
Posted by: Heather | July 05, 2008 at 02:48 PM
Love garlic scapes! We get tons in our csa this time of year...will try them in pesto--yum:-)
Posted by: Jen | July 07, 2008 at 08:02 AM
Jen: They can make a fiery pesto, but starchy pasta mellows it.
Heather: Bet you're right. Wish I had more.
Jane: You may have sold me on your grilling idea. Care to write a poem about it?
Melissa: As far as peer pressure goes, caving in to scapes isn't so bad.
Adele: You're a liar.
Jess: Too bad I'm only 30-something years old.
CC: No, "fragrant" was supposed to rhyme with "olive oil." Crap, I'm starting over. Also, the olive oil line should probably be longer than the other ones. Again, not a poet.
Rainbowbrown: Maybe I should start by reading actual poems. I hear they're short. What's with my sudden interest in poetry, anyway?
Posted by: Tammy | July 09, 2008 at 01:49 PM