Saturday, January 20, 2007
I can't remember exactly when I discovered pistachios, but it was relatively recently. They weren't something my family ever had around the house, and I had never sought them out. I suspect it was my old roommate Matt who turned me on to these little green nuts. In the meantime, I've evolved into a pistachio fiend. I could eat them every day and never tire of them. In particular, I love to set out a bowl of them when people come over for drinks — there's just something so satisfying about de-shelling them that lends itself nicely to entertaining. So, skip the salted peanuts for your next cocktail soiree and opt for a bowl of salted pistachios instead. I promise you won't be disappointed.
Posted by Little House at 5:18 PM