pesto mayo

Have you ever ordered a sandwich with pesto mayo and thought, wow, this must be some secret sauce recipe with lots of intricate ingredients that would be impossible to replicate? Well you are WRONG.

Pesto mayo is literally just that, pesto and mayo. The combination enhances both ingredients to a level of creamy, delicious perfection. I tend to favor more mayo than pesto, but the ratio is totally up to you.

Once your delicious spread is ready you can put it on sandwiches, burgers, appetizers, or use it as a dip for sweet potato fries (which is what I did). Enjoy!

Lunch Meat

Lunch meat is great because it’s already cooked, cheaper than other forms of meat, and you can put it in just about everything. Here are some ideas:

  • Quesadillas: put some lunch meat and cheese between tortillas and you’re good to go. It adds more nutrients to a normal quesadilla. It’s also delicious. 
  • Soup: add more sustenance to canned soup but tearing up some lunch meat and adding iit after you microwave the soup. 
  • Salad: instant protein in your salad. boom it’s a meal. 
  • Sandwich: yeah, cheese, mustard/mayo/pesto/etc, and anything else you want. 
  • Leftover take-out stir fry or rice: stretch the last of your leftovers by adding lunch meat you have a home! toss some in before you heat it up.
  • Leftover anything else: honestly add it to anything you have it’ll work out. 
  • Wraps: you can use lettuce as the wrap and fill it with cheese or other things. 
  • Crackers: crackers + lunch meat + cheese = a meal 
  • Scrambled eggs: yup. 
  • Waffles: you can use waffles (home made, frozen, whatever) and use it as bread for a waffle, meat, and cheese sandwich. I’ve done this and it’s so good. 

 I encourage you to get creative, you’d be surprised at how many ways you can use lunch meat. Also if get bored try changing up your meat choice! Chicken instead of ham, etc. 

love, jemma

okay so let me tell you about the Prosciutto and Buffalo Mozzarella Sandwich (with a hint of homemade pesto aioli)

first of all, it’s an expensive sandwich. I’m drinking cheap wine because the ingredients for the sandwich alone cost me 15$ and now I’m poor.

I thought the aioli would be quite easy to make - wrong. It’s halfway between traditional basil pesto and mayo - and if something goes wrong, it curdles and you have to pray every God in heaven, and add more egg, or throw it all out and begin again. Blood, sweat and tears went into that homemade pesto aioli - I made a whole jar of it only to use a mere teaspoon in the end.

But the thing about this sandwich is that most of the ingredients are hard to find and must be bought fresh. So right in the middle of a siege and a goddamn civil war, Jemma managed to get a hold of: buffalo mozzarella (I used mozzarella di bufala campana dop), prosciutto (I used San Daniele because it’s sweeter), and basil, pine nuts, parmesan, oil, raw eggs, lemon, AND A SHITTON OF GARLIC for the aioli (let me tell you: it’s a good thing Jemma only uses a hint of it, because I cannot stress how much garlic is in this. A lot. A LOT. There would be literally zero kissing after a date with any kind of aioli consumption).

It took me time and a lot grocery scouring to make this sandwich, and I’m going to assume it was all considered easier for someone who lives in Italy (since basically most of the ingredients are typically Italian? Did she try it for the first time during a family holiday? Maybe she was skiing in Piedmont, or her parents were in Turin for a medical conference, and the nice lady who ran their hotel let her help with the pesto and try fresh mozzarella, still warm, and she thought it was delicious and so on their first night in their new apartment she remembered that sandwich and she tried using the centrifuge for the aioli (huge mistake) and it took her another 20 minutes to get it right. And she was so proud of that goddamn pesto that she added a lot of it to the sandwich and ugh, they had to wash their teeth three times before they managed to speak again, but Fitz loved it. He loved it and she kept making it every time he needed a little comfort and a little happiness and a little taste of home)

so what I’m getting at is that she probably had to ask a Real Shield operative to go buy everything she needed, and then spent some time in the communal kitchen making it with care, and if this goddamn fucking sandwich is not a love letter in its own right I don’t know what it is. 

PS: I didn’t think the aioli would work, I really only added a hint of it, but it was surprisingly delicious. Thanks Jemma!