Parsley pesto

Many years ago, I sat in a restaurant high up in Bellagio, Italy, looking along all three slender limbs of Lake Como. I ate pasta pesto and drank a little too much of the bottle of wine that came with it. I can truly say it remains the only time I enjoyed basil pesto. It’s not that I don’t like it, I just think it’s a whole lot nicer with other herbs, little (or no) garlic, and almonds rather than pine nuts. Walnuts or hazelnuts work equally, if differently, well. And save the Parmesan for