making pesto

 It seems like most everything in our yard doubled in size during the two weeks we were away.  The basil may have quadrupled.  Out of a large arm load of basil and over an hour of grinding and blending these six jars of pesto were the result.  Well, it was worth it.  Our eldest daughter loves the stuff, I won't tell her just how much garlic is in it. 

After struggling with some illness and days where there were plastic cups stacked in the dirty dishes pile, I decided it was about time we each had our own mugs, or at least the children have their own.  This was something we did as children and seems like a good way to cut down on dishes and spreading germs.