Earlier this week I had the most uncontrollable pesto craving.
I don’t know what happened. I was just sitting in the office one day when it struck me. It was like tiny pesto gods had inception-ed my mind.
Meanwhile, in a galaxy far, far away, the zucchini gods were plotting a similar plan.
The incident occurred shortly after the pesto episode. I had no choice. Zucchini and pesto for supper it was.
As soon as the workday ended, I biked promptly to the nearest grocery store, eager to get these two foods in my stomach as fast as I could. Pesto and zucchini were purchased and happiness was almost within my grasp. I was going to buy fresh Parmesan to load on top of my pasta, before realizing that a small block cost approximately one hour’s worth of pay. One day my cheese purchases will put me in the poorhouse, but that day has not yet come.
Aside: Let me take a quick moment to discuss a very serious health condition. People with PSGSBS (painfully slow grocery store browsing syndrome) should be avoided at all costs. Those stricken with this condition tend to come out immediately during post-office work hours and insist on standing in the middle of aisles, in front of the bananas, and in the baking section. Seriously, I have no patience for grocery store pondering, and dodge the PSGSBS’ as fast as I can. I still have my helmet on from biking, so if any of them get rabid I can escape unharmed.
Since the grocery store sold out of bowtie pasta (I saw a PSGSBS carrying three bags in her cart…), I settled on making my dish with linguine. I had a whole pile of it lying around and decided it was time it made its dinner debut.
This was another one of those infamous “Hilary doesn’t really know what she’s doing” meals, hence the inclusion of plain yogurt in the sauce. It was a miracle that it worked out (to be fair, a quick Google search showed that I wasn’t completely crazy.. apparently pesto and yogurt sauce is a thing).
Dinner ended with an incredibly happy Hilary and a completely satisfied pestocchini craving. Major omnomnoms.
PS: seriously, this was so good and was so fast to make!!
PPS: I am THE WORST at estimating how much pasta I need. I made enough pasta to feed an Italian army. There is still some in the fridge that I have been picking at for snacks. Yes, I eat cold pasta as a snack. Resume head shaking.
PPPS: I really love these pictures.