

The basil is growing so out-of-control (I think our gardener dropped the whole packet of seeds in-you know he can get a little "sprinkle happy") that we needed to thin some of it out.
Perfect!
Pesto Pasta Anyone?
1 1/2 cups fresh basil leaves-firmly packed
1/4 cup Parmesan cheese-grated
1/4 cup Romano cheese-grated
1/4 cup Pine Nuts
1 large garlic clove-sliced
1/8 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup olive oil
*Choice of dried or fresh pasta*
In a food processor bowl fitted with the stainless steel blade, or a blender container, combine the basil, Parmesan cheese, Romano cheese, pine nuts, garlic, and salt. With the motor running, slowly drizzle in the olive oil.
Cover the process or blend with several on/off pulses of the machine until a puree forms, stopping the machine several times to scrape down the side of the container with a spatula.
Toss with cooked and drained pasta. Store any remaining pesto in 1/4 cup portions, wrapped airtight, frozen for as long as 1 year or refrigerated for up to 2 days. Before using, bring the pesto to room temperature (Pasta Pocket Cookbook).
Has anybody tried any of these recipes?
Just curious!
I would love to hear if you did...


Finally, after 






The last time I was in Montana, I was only 11 years old. I stayed with my grandmother one summer, who still lives there, and my older brother. After my grandfather had passed away years before, my grandmother sold the farm and moved down the road to this little white house that I remember. I remember being introduced to trains (one ran right past the house), gardening-freshest pea pods,strawberries, and corn if you could get to them before the grasshoppers did, painting white fences, kittens (never forgave my mom and grandmother for selling my beloved Petunia "barn-kitten" five years earlier, so I think out of guilt my grandmother broke down and bought me a new kitten-a tabby), soap operas (my grandmother watched them religiously every afternoon), country living, A-tracks, a Slip-n-Slide, the card game solitaire, dirt roads, and pellet/Beebee guns (thanks to my brother)! Well more than 20 years later Andrew, Taylor and I have the opportunity to visit Montana once again-a different part that I've never been to...Southwest Montana!


















New dinning room table!
White walls EVERYWHERE!



