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What not to make.

It was Friday night. There I was, at dinnertime. In front of me was a bunch of arugula. Instead of doing all the usual arugula-y things I do with arugula (known as "rocket" to some of you and "rucola" to others and "arugu-wha?" to a smattering), I decided to make arugula pesto. I like pesto, and I like arugula. Arugula pesto! I thought I was so smart.

After making it, I noticed that it tasted like a solvent, like it would eat straight through the countertop, should any of it spill. The arugula was especially strong. I noticed its awesome bitter powers before whirring it in the blender; post-whirring, with its fellow pesto ingredients, the bitterness had increased exponentially. Please note that I am highly tolerant of the bitter greens. And yet. Anyway, I thought maybe if I mixed it with ricotta cheese, we would be able to eat it and live. Henry, as you may know, abhors anything green (or anything non-white, for that matter) so he would have just plain ricotta cheese in his pasta, and would thus be spared. I had some whole-wheat rotini, which I thought would be okay with the diluted horror of the arugula pesto/ricotta cheese thing.

We all sat down to eat, and Scott declared the pesto delicious and me clinically insane. My husband will eat anything. He's a goat. Actually he's part goat. He once ate an entire plate of fiberglass insulation for dinner. I, on the other hand, have no goat relatives on either side, so I picked at my dinner. The ricotta cheese had just made the whole affair gritty and gloppy. The whole-wheat pasta wasn't helping it go down any easier. I had made us some kind of Green Penance Sauce on a High-Fiber Pasta of Penitence. It was scouring my insides. I might as well have gnawed on a steel-wool pad. Unfortunately, I was really hungry, and I ate more of it than I should have--the amount I should have eaten being "none."

As you may have guessed, my body revolted. Scott took Henry to bed as I lay on the couch, gasping. I marveled at the fascinating new sensations coursing through my innards. Were my intestines actually twisting around my esophagus? Because that's what it felt like. I'll never know. I took about fourteen Tums (translation: four) but it was no match for the pesto. The horrible pesto. In conclusion, I was up until 4 a.m. And I was sad. And that's my story.

But hey, things are looking up! Because tomorrow, my friends, tomorrow, Wondertime is coming to my house for a photo shoot. Perhaps you've heard about Heather Armstrong's anthology, Things I Learned About my Dad in Therapy. Well! My contribution to that is going to be reprinted in Wondertime, in their May issue. I'm ridiculously excited about both the anthology and the Wondertime publication. I don't want to give away the subject matter, but let's just say that for the photo shoot, there will be light sabers, and cinnamon buns will be affixed to the sides of my head. You can bet your sweet bippy I'll be back tomorrow to tell you all about it.

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that sounds pretty awesome.

the photo shoot, not the pesto gone wrong with a side of tums.

may the force be with you.

Buns! It's my dream hair accessory/snack combo come true. I read about the book on dooce and I CAN NOT WAIT until it comes out. Congrats!

Sounds like roughage to the nth degree, to me. Talk about too much of a good thing...

My husband--who is not, as far as I know, part goat--also loves arugula with a passion I cannot understand. I can deal with a little bit in my baby greens, but that is as far as I'm willing to go. I salute your bravery in producing the pesto but am unsure as to why you decided to go ahead and eat it. I hope you're not doing things now just to make us all laugh in your blog posts.

I think "Green Penance Sauce on a High-Fiber Pasta of Penitence" just got 5.5/6 stars on allrecipes.com, though some reviewers chose to substitute tofu for ricotta for vegan-friendly indigestion.

I'm sorry your dinner turned out so badly. I had that happen recently with broccoli and it was ugly. I didn't know you could screw up broccoli but apparently I have special powers.

I am so jealous about Wondertime coming to your house. I LOVE that magazine. I can't wait to read your interview when it comes out.

Hey Alice, you might consider getting tested for gluten intolerance if this happens when you go for the wheat fiber...

Ah, thanks for your concern, but usually the whole-wheat pasta goes down just fine. I blame the pesto. Although I think the wheatiness of the dinner didn't help matters.

Oh Alice, I just love you so much! Congratulations!

Wondertime is really great. When my sis worked for a related publication she used to hook me up with free copies. It's a very sweet and well-designed parenting magazine, and it's fun to read. For real!

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I love wondertime even though they rejected my brilliant ideas :) I love that mag mucho and they are lucky to have you grace the pages...Yr a star gal! Excited for the book too! Congrats!!!!!!!

"Green Penance Sauce on a High-Fiber Pasta of Penitenc"--That is perfect! I suppose the processing of the arugula releases its essential oils or something.

That sounds like my nightmare! Sorry the penance sauce didn't work out but, hey, you have a photoshoot tomorrow!!!!! WOOO HOOO! Congrats!
Jules
House of Jules

You bet your sweet bippy? I LOVE IT!

Who else here remembers "Laugh In?"

As a child I used to do an imitation of Lily Tomlin doing her telephone operator bit for friends & family. "One ringy dingy...two ringy dingy..."

Whoa - I totally just dated myself.

How do I get a job like yours? Love to read ya.

Alice, that is exactly what wine was invented for: to chase your dinner, sit on its chest and hold it down.

Always be back tomorrow to tell us about everything, mama.

I want to know: was the pasta Barilla Plus? I...just...want to know.

And congratulations!

P.S. I realize that chances are small that the brand of whole wheat rotini was the brand of whole wheat rotini I thought it might be. (I don't work for Barilla, I also want to say. I just eat for them. I'm hoping they were not involved in this dinner accident. I don't know where else to turn for whole wheat pasta that doesn't make me frown.)

That reminded me of your "How not to make a meatloaf" post a few years ago.

Wondertime?! I've never heard of it, but it must be good if they want you! Also, Tina, I think it was 'Brillo Pasta' not Barilla. Hee!(insert winky icon here.)

Sara -- who was that comic? I'd love to hear more! Dude's hilarious!

Arugula pesto - sounds like it makes sense. I'm sorry that didn't work out for you. Personally, I like mine chopped up and then sprinkled on my pizza (after the pizza is cooked). Yum!

I would understand if you never want to attempt an arugula pesto again. But, if you are ever feeling brave, and slightly masochistic I suggest trying it with 1 part basil, 2parts fresh baby spinach, and 1 part baby arugula. Go light on the garlic and use an olive oil blend (i would use less than 20%) not straight olive oil. romano cheese instead of parm, salt and pepper to taste. you get something that doesnt taste entirely like arugula but with enough flavor to be interesting and mild enough to not dissolve your stomach lining.

See, this is why I never cook anymore -- too many "experiments" like this one, and not enough part-goat people at the table to eat cheerfully.

Oooh, that magazine is great! And I can't wait for the book - it sounds like a lot of fun, and has a bunch of my favorite bloggers, so basically genius.
If there are cinnamon buns on your head, you'll share pictures, right?

The very thought of making pesto from scratch is enough to send me to the couch clutching my stomach in pain. Actually, the very thought of cooking.

Can't wait for the book.

Ooh ouch. I saw your Twitter comment about the arugula yesterday and thought, "That CAN'T be good."

Really, truly trying hard not to pee my pants in anticipation of getting the book. It's very hard.

I'm so sorry, I got tears in my eyes laughing at that story.

My own culinary disaster-piece: I never measure when I'm cooking, just sprinkle in a little of this, a little of that. One evening as I was sprinkling in the curry, a lump dislodged from the bottom of the jar and took most of the curry with it, right into the food.

I like curry, I like spicy food, so I figured, no problem. Oh, and it was a *big* jar of curry from one of those Indian groceries -- not the little dainty jar you get at your local chain supermarket.

Well. Something in curry didn't agree once it reached my intestines. The meal went through very, very fast and it was several months before I was wlling to go near the stuff again.

Alas....

I just recently read WonderTime in my OB/GYN's office and have been meaning to subscribe to it. I really loved that mag. Thanks so much for reminding me and I can't wait to see your article. Oh and sorry about the greens : ( Hope you are feeling better soon.

Rocket: The vegetable with interplanetary force.

Photo shoot! Photo Shoot! Sweet Bippy Photo Shoot!

Okay, this is post has me cracking up, but you are onto something here, Alice. There is an "Arugula Pesto" dish and it's pretty darn good.

The dish I make is close to this one at "Simply Recipes". There's alot of chopping and grinding things with a mortar and pestle so it's not the easiest recipe, but you can get your frustrations out on those pine nuts.

Thanks for sharing - you made my day!

And maybe the execution was off but your idea was right on target. You can check out Elise's "Arugula Pesto" at http://www.elise.com/recipes/archives/001055arugula_pesto.php

Kim

Listen, I made your eggplant stacks the other night and people were fighting for thirds, so your culinary prowess and you are still golden by me.

For all the talk of arugula, I am fixated on the tossed off mention of cinnamon buns. Mmmmmmm.

Catherine: it's from Paul F. Tompkins's CD Impersonal, which you must buy if you liked that. His MySpace page has lots of funny video, too.

I wish I had written this! (Not eaten, just written.)

I did a bleu cheese pizza one time that as my boyfriend at the time put it "was so awful, I couldn't even eat it to be polite."

Sometimes when experiments go wrong, the go horribly wrong.

Sorry about the intestinal displeasure you encountered--damn the arugula!

Always late to the party, I never got to tell my bad parenting moment....

My twins were about 2 or so and we had come back from a tiring and long day at the zoo. They both fell asleep on the way home and I had to pee so badly. I pulled into the driveway, put the car in park (so I thought) and ran into the house. A few minutes later my neighbor is at my door. When I answer it she goes, "Um, your van rolled into my fence. And your girls are crying."

Whoops. Luckily, except for my pride, nothing was hurt.

I have never, EVER, told my husband about this. EVER.

Right on. Street names for greens.

I'd love to see the Health Book chart...

Arugala: Rocket, Rucola, Afterburn

Spinach: Squeaky, Sticky Teeth, Popeye

Kale: Fireball, Big K, Tricky Stick

Blech! It might have been better if you blended the Tums right into the sauce.

i make arugula pesto all the time & i've never had any problems or intestines rolling around. you can't over-process it, though.

Could you send some over? My countertops could really use a nice, deep cleaning. I was thinking acid, but the pesto will probably work better.

And May the Farce Be With You.

LOL, I too had a pesto fiasco in my past. One night while my husband was away on business, I decided to make my own pesto using the actual basil we had growing in our yard. I wandered in the kitchen looking for a recipe and found one, lo and behold, in the Gilroy, CA Garlic Lovers Cookbook. If anyone doesn't know, Gilroy is famous for garlic and they have a festival every year that has garlic in every form, including ice cream.

The recipe called for some ungodly amount of raw garlic cloves, which you then grind up in the food processor with olive oil and basil and pine nuts. The recipe said to age this mixture for at least a day. I didn't have time to do that so I figured, what harm could it do to eat it that night on my cappelini?

Well, I found out. Turns out if you consume that many cloves of raw garlic the night before, you will a) have some unpleasant abdominal reactions, and b) have the worst garlic breath EVER, for about 24 hours afterward.

I never call in sick to work; I wondered if you could call in "garlic" to work? I finally decided to chance going in and just hid in my cubicle all day. I didn't have meetings that day so the rest of the company was basically spared the fumes.

As for your Film shooting, congratulations!

Try mixing it with spinach next time...it cuts the bitterness.

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