Pesto, from the potted basil Ana gifted me for my birthday. My mom makes a ton of pesto every summer from her basil crop and freezes it in little batches to send home with us when we visit. I am pretty sure she uses a food processor, though, and doesn't spend an hour chopping, scraping, gathering, swearing, chopping, swearing, throwing things, chopping.
I give my first try a B. More meal-y than paste-like, but still tasty.
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