Duane's little web log

So tonight I was determined to make my own dinner (and lunch for tomorrow) and the goal was pesto chicken. I had a picture of the recipe from the super blender in my phone, and I was ready to go. I picked up the ingredients got home, and started the preparation. As I'm stripping the basil leaves off of the stalks I'm thinking to myself: this doesn't seem right. I know mint was on the shelf next to the basil, and I seem to remember the dried basil leaves that annoy me so much in chili being really smooth, and these aren't very smooth. Come to think of it, they do smell rather minty. After stripping two cups of leaves, I go to put the rubber band on the remainder, and there it is. MINT. Shite! I'm looking at the mint in the blender and thinking "Maybe it will taste ok with mint. I wonder what it will taste like. What on earth am I going to do with the REST of this mint? OH no, the mint has got to go. Ok, back to the store, buy basil this time. The rookie, now knows what mint looks like, AS WELL as basil. At the very least, he can now tell the difference.

The pesto chicken was great.

Cheers,
Duane