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First a confession. For over twenty years, I celebrated Basil Pesto. I sang its attributes in cookbooks, made massive quantities of it for The Silver Palate store, featured it in SP products, and on countless occasions have given it the starring role in summertime alfresco dinner party menus. During all of that time, I must admit, I made it only for others, never for me. While I love most foods (with the exception of okra and green pepper), the fuss about Basil Pesto simply eluded me.
That all changed , however a little over
a decade ago, when on a visit in Genoa our departure port for a Christmas cruise
with "The Mothers" to seventeen ports in the Mediterranean,
we quickly grabbed a bite at the cavernous restaurant nestled next to the
ship. We all ordered the expeditious Pesto Lasagna. When it arrived,
before me sat a huge pale green square that looked helplessly weak. |
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Youre invited to join us at Wickwood this Indian
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