I went to the farmer's market today and bought a big bunch of basil for $1.  Such a bargain!  so I did the only sane thing I could do, which was to make it into pesto.

This is something of a trick when you don't have a blender, a food processor, or any sort of slice-and-dice appliance except a big knife.  So I spent, like, 20 minutes chopping stuff up (including pepitos, which I used in place of pine nuts).  But it turned out pretty well.  Even Rob liked it (Rob is sort of like Mikey:  "He won't eat it.  He hates everything.")

At the farmer's market I also bought a praline, which made a nice dessert.  It was an eclectic night--Italian and American south.  And a bit of California, what with the whole wheat pasta.

We did not get the house from the previous entry.  But we've made an offer on another, and we are supposed to receive a counter offer tomorrow.  It's a beautiful house, not as close to the beach as I want, but still bike-ride-able.  It would be so nice to have a house.  And a food processor.  I miss my stuff.

Take care,
Kara

Best of luck on getting this house Karen.

Thanks, Moni!