Spencer laughed. “Smooth sailing,” She nodded her reply with a crooked grin. When she thought the salsa verde looked right, she stopped pulsing the food processor and went to one of the cabinets to find a couple of old glass spaghetti jars and lids to dump it into, one for the freezer and one for the fridge. She grabbed a spatula on her way back and pulled the lid off the food processor and the twisted to blade piece out. She shook that against the side to get and extra off of it and then went and put it and the lid in the sink before she finally went to start pouring what was made into the jars. “Hungry yet?”