A few days ago, my son D’Angelo opened the refrigerator, then out of nowhere he asked, “Mom where is the pesto?”
I was thrilled, speechless and proud!
Why?
This child lives in a ‘foodie’ house and never seems to be able to identify certain foods that I expect him to identify with. I’m usually insulted most of the times. Like, how do you live in a home, that is stocked with just about every single food item that you can possibly think of, but is never able to identify them?
I usually say to him, “boy don’t you ever go out in public and tell people that I’m your mother.”
How dare he not know what food is!
I know, he’s still a teenager and he’s mostly interested in eating the food, rather than playing ‘guess what this food is?’

Anyway I was shocked, thrilled and proud all at the same time, when he asked for the pesto. He was able to identify with it. Yes he is a foodie’s child after all…well… sometimes he is. He seemed to have just as much appreciation for the pesto as much as I do. Once again, I’m proud to be his mother, and going forward, it’s okay for him to publicly announce that I birthed him, until of course he forgets the name of a fruit or vegetable again.

I’m infatuated with basil pesto and like D’Angelo, it’s added as an ingredient whenever and wherever we find it necessary.  And what better place to add basil pesto than pasta? Shrimp pasta at that. I can’t begin to explain or elaborate on how d’luscious this Shrimp Basil Pesto Pasta is. You’re just gonna have to taste it for yourself.