Showing posts with label pesto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pesto. Show all posts

23 October 2011

Pesto Roasted Potatoes


This is my favorite use for the little containers of pesto that always seem to inhabit my freezer. I chop up a few red potatoes and a couple of onions, toss with a few tablespoons of pesto, and roast at 400 degrees until the potatoes are nice and crispy (and kind of charred, because I like that).

I've done this with all sorts of root vegetables (sweet potatoes are especially good!) and many varieties of pesto. It's always good.


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02 October 2011

Wheatgrass Pesto


This started when my mom gifted me with a cute, seemingly useless, little container of wheatgrass. I don't own a juicer, and what else can you do with wheatgrass? Ultimately, I decided to do with it what I do with most other green things I need to get rid of: make it into pesto.

Sounds weird, I know. I was skeptical, but it actually turned out pretty tasty! Bonus: I got in touch with my inner hippie! Many people in my life would probably argue that I'm never too far out of touch with my inner hippie, but I don't eat wheatgrass much. Or ever.

The problem with wheatgrass is its stringy texture. I tried really hard to puree it in the food processor, but it never completely broke down. Fortunately, once tossed with pasta, the texture wasn't bothersome at all. I cut the wheatgrass with parsley, which tastes kind of grassy anyway, and the flavor wasn't all that different from an ordinary parsley pesto. Except it's extra healthy, I guess.

Wheatgrass Pesto

1 bunch parsley
1 bunch wheatgrass (about the same amount as the parsley)
1/4 cup roasted sunflower seeds
1/4 cup olive oil
3 Tbsp. lemon juice
4-6 cloves garlic
salt and pepper to taste

Blend it all up in a food processor! Toss with pasta, using some of the pasta water to make it saucier.


On a completely unrelated note, check out our very last two remaining backyard strawberries! I thought the strawberries were done, but these guys were still hanging on, being cute. I almost felt bad eating them. Almost.


Thanks for a good summer, little strawberry plants. Also, thanks to the bugs for not eating them before I got there.


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