I had been going back and forth about if and how to remodel my living room. The whole situation is a complex one, as in small or rather tiny. I needed to close an opening between two rooms to create a proper office space. But this result in a living room with the size of a shoe box on the other side of the wall. And who wants to climb over the sofa to cross the room? As so often the solution is actually quite simple, if I put up a wall on one side, I need to remove another wall on the other side. First I convinced Mr. F about the imperative of this operation and then got cold feet and conscience about making such major changes to this almost a century old house. Confession: I am one of those girls, I start off with having trouble to make a decision and then change my mind every other minute. This one was a tough one, it took me some time, but we finally did it.
As I opened the front door last Monday afternoon, I was able to see all the way through from the future living room, dinning room and kitchen into the garden. Wow. Removing just a few feet of the wall changed the whole place. Although the transformation had just begun, I was impressed and stood there for a while with the door in the hand and my jaw on the ground. Finally I went over to the area where my couch will be situated and pretended to sit down. I ignored the fact that my sofa is actually standing upright in the kitchen to make space for the craftsmen. I walked into every corner and imagined how it is going to look like and how the rays of the sun are going to travel across the rooms. I poured myself a coffee and sat down on one of the kitchen chairs in the middle of the chaos with my mouth full, chewing a satisfying amount of chocolate. For a few moments I simply enjoyed my new house, even though a lot of work still needs to be done.
This was just a quick break in a day full of appointments, so I grabbed my camera and left the house again. I had to be in one of those high-rise office towers in Midtown Atlanta and I was already running a little late. Two hour later I was on the way down, as I saw my reflection in the mirror of the elevator, the back of my dark pants covered with dust from the kitchen chair, I sat down earlier. I guess this is how you should not present yourself to a client, luckily the pictures turned out well, I hope that counts enough.
This was just the first day of renovating, although I am not part of the handymen team, I suffer a little with them. All the dust drives me crazy and cooking is no fun with a sofa and several chairs in your way. And did I mention the dust?
Today is the first day I finally dare to cook again, there had been a lot of take out dinners and eating in bed lately (the little devil in me hoped those days will never end). I had dust flavored coffee and granola a la dust so far. But I got better in leaving the house without taking dust with me. It’s about time for something homemade, greenish and pasta because all this makes me happy.
- 80 g / 2.8 oz. kale, wash and dry
- 2 Tbsp. pine nuts, dry roasted in the pan
- 2 garlic cloves, peeled
- zest from ½ - 1 lemon
- 1½ Tbsp. capers
- 40 g / 1.4 oz. parmesan or pecorino cheese, grated
- ½ tsp. fine sea salt
- 60 ml / ¼ cup extra-virgin olive oil
- Add all but the olive oil to the bowl of your food processor and pulse until everything is very finely chopped.
- Add oil and chop a few more times.
- Serve with pasta, bread or potatoes...
- If you need to store leftover pesto, always top with some olive oil and keep refrigerated.