Sometimes life should be easy.
When unknown critters are wreaking havoc on all things edible in my potager I do what any practical person would do….
In my case it was to buy some good pesto.
And some good, fresh pasta.
Add one of mon mari’s favorite fruits, avocado, some cooked, cleaned shrimp and dinner is served in no time.
Tagliatelle with Shrimp, Avocado and Pesto
Total time: 25 minutes
- 8oz (240gr) large shrimp, cleaned
- 1 avocado, pitted, cubed
- 1/3 cup (3.5oz, 100gr) pesto
- 1 tsp smoked paprika
- 1 tbs fresh lemon juice
- 2 tbs olive oil
- 7oz (200gr) fresh tagliatelle or 4oz (120gr) dried
- Cook pasta according to package directions. When done, drain and put into a bowl.
- Heat olive oil in a medium skillet over medium heat.
- Add shrimp, paprika, and sauté for 3-5 minutes, until raw shrimp curl and turn opaque or cooked shrimp are heated through.
- Combine pesto and lemon juice
- Add shrimp with,oil and pesto mixture to pasta. Toss well to combine.
- Add avocado, toss gently and serve.
First, there was Sedi, the Bunny Slayer
The little, pointy-nose, brown dog chased many bunnies before she finally caught one but she remained determined to keep them off of our property her entire life.
She was succeeded by Bonnie, who caught her first, and only, bunny at the ripe old age of 10 months.
She has brought a few bunny heads home but they had been dispatched by some other slayer, likely the neighbor’s cat.
A hawk wouldn’t have left the head behind…..
She was a fine looking young dog, wasn’t she?
She lost her title the other morning.
I let the dogs out, as usual.
I went into the barn, got their leashes and went to the front gate, as usual.
I noticed that the clematis we had planted there was looking rather trampled. I bent over and fixed it.
When I stood up and turned around there was Guapa….
She had a squirming bunny in her mouth and a look on her face that was both proud and terrified.
If dogs could speak I think it would have been something like:
What the F*#* do I do NOW?!?!?
I told her to drop it.
Then I ran towards her and Bonnie ran towards the bunny and Guapa tried to pick it up again and the bunny tried to crawl away….
I think it had a broken leg as it was attempting to crawl, rather than hop. Of course, it could have been simply terrified out of its little bunny brain.
I managed to get leashes on the dogs and we went for our walk. I left the gate open so the bunny could leave.
The smaller bunnies can, and do, squeeze through spots in the fence but I didn’t think it would be able to get back out the way it got in.
It went towards the house instead.
Long story short, eventually we (that would be the royal we) managed to get mon mari to come out and ‘deal’ with it…. Which he did by moving it across the lane into the tall grass under the plum tree where all the other bunnies live.
It will either live on or die in peace.
So Guapa may or may not be the new Bunny Slayer… But she finally caught one.
There was the morning last fall when I found a very wet, bedraggled, dead bunny just outside the front door. The night before I had a very difficult time getting them to come in.
One of them had apparently caught it and they were both playing with it.
They’re big girls, they try to be gentle, but the bunny didn’t survive playtime.
But I never discovered who caught it.
And that’s life in the country…