My son Max looooves pesto. My daughter Zoe loooooves fettucini alfredo. This is the predicament I find myself in the Chelsea Whole Foods earlier today. Already bustling around the flower district hunting the perfect peony, I forgot that my husband Steven's business partner, Mark Wholman is joining us, yes the whole team, with kids in tow, for a light late summer meal. Of course I'm excited for them winning their recent business pitch-I just hope Crate and Barrel delivers the Mundial Tile Ramekin in time for the Greek Kasha Salad I have prepared, just for the adults of course! Now here I stand, all 5'5" of me in a loose bun and Ann Taylor separates trying to crawl into the mini sized brains of my two children, Max and Zoe. Like the day someone accidentally created an Arnold Palmer ALPESTO was born! I shuttled all the goodies in my canvas tote to the labratory-a.k.a our kitchen, and began the magic! While mixing and tossing the creamy contents of the Paul Newmans Alfredo and the fresh pesto into a concoction sure to delight-I debated if the name should Pestfredo instead, but Alpesto just rolled off the tongue.
There we all were around the earthen dinner ware at the edge of my new discovery. The plates were passed to the guinea pigs, and drum roll please....they didn't notice! Hallelujia! Their finnicky little stabs at the pasta pile resulted in a 3/4 empty plate-SUCCESS!
No comment is a good comment in my book. Of course Steven laughed at my attempt to be creative and moved the peony arrangement to the other room as he was afraid Mark would be allergic or block his view to him across the table. Finally silenced by the table tennis discusssion of how Steve and Mark nailed the client to the table and bled them of all their worth-"where do you think the mortgage comes from honey?," I could relax, recounting the morning and how with a little extra cash, the day goes pretty smoothly I must say. Ciao!
-Janet
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