Pesto, Doctors & Hydra. I don’t think these three words have ever gone together in a sentence. I feel like such a trailblazer. Is this how Columbus felt?
This year, Rabin and I decided to skip the Valentine’s Day dinner and do some general Doctor checkups instead. Crazy romantic, huh? In the spirit of V-day, we literally dealt with our hearts. And blood. And pressure (ha! the pressure on Valentine’s day). Plus we thought that it would be easier to get appointments, and we were more or less right.
Going to the Doctor is something I’ve put off for a while, mainly due to my crippling fear of needles and also because I always equate doctors with a Hydra. *pause while you scratch your head and look questioningly at the screen*
Don’t get me wrong. Doctors are wonderful, amazing miracle workers who save lives and families dozens of times a day. I totally respect you guys and get why there’s a whole subculture of mothers spanning races and ethnicities who brag about their children being doctors, or that their child is married to one 🙂
If you follow the Marvel Universe, you’d know that Hydra is the name of the evil organization that SHIELD fights against. You might also know it from the Disney Hercules movie, or if you’re really a genius and want to show off, you’d know that it originates from Greek mythology. The point is, cutting off the head of a Hydra makes three more heads grow in its place. Sound familiar yet?
No? Well, have you ever been to a doctor where he didn’t send you to a lab for more tests? Or a specialist? Did you get a referral? Did the doctor tell you to come back at another time to review the results of your tests? Did he say that some surgery has to be done and then schedule the surgery plus followup tests? Did he suggest that you should go see his colleague at another hospital? It’s never ending!
I get that it’s about my health and its important to deal with possible matters early, and checkups are non-negotiable, I know all that. But every appointment makes me face my own mortality. So for 2 days I’ve been making mental bucket lists. Thankfully, all is well health wise, and now I’m wondering whether I really do want to run a 10k or be part of a flash mob. Maybe not.
What I CAN do (and WANT to do!) is check off a recipe I’ve planned to make for a while: Fresh Basil Pesto. I’ve made it with dried basil before and I’ve used the ones in the little jars you see at the supermarket, but I’ve always found it to be a little too cloying. Fresh cilantro made me understand the total difference between fresh and dried herbs and I decided not to discount fresh pesto just because I don’t like it’s drier, older relative (insert family related joke here).
I know. I’m on a roll today. It’s one of those days where I just can’t get to the point gracefully…so… here’s the recipe *curtsies gracefully*
Fresh Basil Pesto
1 1/4 fresh Basil Leaves
2 tbsp. Pine Nuts
1 1/2 tbsp. Olive Oil
1 clove Garlic
1 tbsp. Parmesan Cheese
Toast pine nuts in a small pan on med-low heat until browned, stirring constantly to avoid burning. Add nuts and all other ingredients in a food processor fitted with a metal blade and process until thoroughly combined and the mixture turns into a paste, about 30 seconds.
Makes approx. 1/4 cup
That’s it! Pesto is very easy to make and livens up practically any dish. We tossed it with some pasta and added tomatoes, peas and bell peppers. I love pine nuts so I made this a little nuttier (no comments about my mental state please!) than other pesto recipes you’ll see out there. If you don’t have pine nuts, any other bland nut like almonds or walnuts will do. There’s a reason why pesto is used loosely – there are so many variations that are equally delicious.
Also, thank you all for the Blog-iversary wishes. I haven’t gotten a chance to reply to all of you (although I will!!), but they are all very appreciated.