Spring Onion Pesto & Olive Bread

If you walk down the steps of our apartment, past the two doors on the end of our street, then you come to a long hill. One side of the road is lined with trees and the other is filled up with houses carved into black, crumbling Puddingstone. In the middle of the hill, you'll find the Lower Crite Gardens fenced off by a short wire fence. The garden sits in between two small brownstones. The...