So it was spring equinox and our forests start blooming and getting all green again. This means a very happy me! Obviously I had to go for a long walk to fill my lungs with that fresh spring air and soak in all those soft sunbeams. On our way trough the woods, we passed a spot, where my brother and I used to drive around with our bikes. It’s such a magical place with a lot of very small paths and every spring it was filled with a ton of wild garlic and flowers. We harvested quite a bit of the garlic on the way home and I made a fresh garlic pesto that night. I think it tasted even a bit better, because it was from this magical childhood place. … More Creamy Wild Garlic Pesto