Goat Cheese and Cherry Tomato Mini Pizzas, sucking it up

I should say: Goat Cheese and Cherry Tomato Mini Pizzas with Pesto Rosso….

But that would be rather long.

This is the last of the ‘Pesto Rosso’ posts.

We’ve eaten it in other ways: on linguine, of course, on fried gnocchi, stuffed in zucchini, tossed with potatoes…. But those are all pretty typical uses of pesto and not exactly intriguing new recipes.

Neither is the pizza, but it was so good, you really should try it.

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This has been the most bizarre year…

We had winter right up until the end of June (with a day or two of spring tucked in) followed by blazing hot, dry summer for July and August, and now we’re back to winter.

We are not acknowledging it – no fires, no heat and mon mari is still cooking outside, albeit in a jacket.

But my garden is shutting down. I have tons of green tomatoes that I had great hopes for, three zucchini plants that went from non-productive to dead, and the green beans are shedding leaves like cartoon plants.

So I’m cleaning.

I hate cleaning.

I decided to do the worst tasks firsts this time, otherwise they never get done. I’m an expert procrastinator.

I’m cleaning out the kitchen cabinets.

In addition to the big, scary spiders that show up in the bathtub and other places this time of year, and that mon mari has to shoot with his elephant gun, we have smaller spiders, with a tiny body and long legs (not as big as the ‘daddy-long-legs’ we had in Wisconsin).

The smaller spiders get into everything and spin webs everywhere. They’re in the cabinets, the closets,  under the tables, in all the corners…. I’ve even found them inside the computer. They start around the middle of August and are relentless for a few weeks. We can get up in the morning and find a spider, with web, on the coffee machine….

Then they go away.

Not completely, of course, but almost.

Thus I am cleaning the cabinets.

As long as I’m vacuuming all the webs and spiders out of all the dark recesses of our cabinets I decided to see what was there and reorganize a bit.

If I had a euro for every time I said (to myself) ‘So that’s where that is!!!!’ I’d be able to hire someone else to do the cleaning.

If I had a euro for every time I said (to myself) ‘Why on earth did I ever buy that / am I keeping that????’ I’d be able to hire someone else to do the gardening as well.

As I have explained in the past, apparently I inherited my father’s pack-rat tendencies rather than my mother’s I-haven’t-used-it-in-month-throw-it-out tendencies.

What, you may wonder, am I doing with all these treasures?

Putting them back in the far corners, of course.

The spiders I’m sucking up in the hoover.

If you want nutrition information for the recipe, try this site: Calorie Count