I’m a pesto girl; Nick prefers tomato sauce. I like tomatoes, but there’s something about the rush of flavor that toasted pine nuts, garlic and fresh basil ignites. It’s one of those close your eyes and absorb the bite with your soul kind of dishes.
Pesto pasta has a special place in my heart. Though I rarely indulged in pasta dishes even in my blissful state of digestive distress pre-candida diet, the thought of maybe never enjoying it again when I decided to go grain-free made me, well, just kind of sad.
Never fear, zoodles are here. And in case you were worried you wouldn’t feel satisfied on noodles made of zucchini, there are meatballs involved.