Even the pasta went green

There is a division within my household when it comes to food. Three years ago, I decided to try a vegan diet. After about two months, I found myself becoming dissatisfied and craving cheese and salmon. So I decided to "go pescatarian". Three years later, I am still living the pescatarian lifestyle.

To my family, this translates as "greens and tofu". Or in other words, "Ick."
(Note that I have not eaten tofu for months, but no one seems to notice that).

So a few weeks ago, I saw a new recipe I decided to try, as I have entered into this weird, lime-and-cilantro-lovin' phase. It is pesto made with bunches of cilantro, fresh lime juice, garlic, salt, shredded parmesan, and olive oil. Oh. My. Goodness. Yuh Uhm.

I tossed some hot linguini and shrimp with this delectible pesto and was transported to 6th heaven (7th heaven would have included chocolate fudge cake, so 6th heaven is pretty dang good). Coupled with a cold light cerveza, it was like sitting on the beach in Mexico.

As I was eating my newfound wondermeal, my daughter walked by and wrinkled her nose.

"Are you kidding? Even your *pasta* is green now?"

So much for shattering the stereotype. Guess I'm still going to be known for eating nothing but "greens and tofu".

Here's a pic of the finished product before being divided into 4 portions (which, for lunch, was even better the day after). I also shredded some quality parmesan on top.