Pale Ale and Baby Kale Creamy Pesto, this five-minute sauce is a game-changer.
If you’ve ever waited tables, you’ve had this nightmare.
You’re slammed. Every table in your section has been sat all at once, plus the section you’re covering for the guy who was cut early. You have 17 four tops. The computer is broken and the cooks aren’t making your food. The bar isn’t making your drinks and the runner is on a smoke break. Your heart is pounding. For some reason, you also can’t move as fast as you want, as if you’re trudging through waist-high mud. You’re being yelled at by every customer.
I’ve worked with gang members in South Central Los Angeles but the only job that ever gave me nightmares was waitressing. The pathetically over reaching people pleaser in me fills with anxiety at the thought of letting people down. Which is one (of the many) reasons I always have beer in my house, liquor in my bar, and even though I don’t drink it, white wine in my fridge. This fear has also implanted in me the need to be ready to entertain at a moment’s notice. What if people come over! What if the FedEx guy is hungry! I’m like an Italian grandma, I just want to feed you. Until I figured out how easy it is to make pesto, I used to keep it stashed in my fridge for people feeding emergencies. Add it to potatoes, noodles, make a creamy pesto dip, even put it in some melted butter and serve with cocktail shrimp. It’s a got-to. It’s the most impressive thing you can make in five minutes. Unless of course, you’re too busy with serving 17 parties of 4 all at once.