Poor little neglected food blog.
Sorry, readers!
Today I would like to tell you about a marvelous discovery I have made.
Pistou Basil.
Remember how once upon a time I made a disastrous attempt to grow basil? Remember how, after one harvest of leaves and a desperate attempt to bring it back to life by over-watering, it looked like this:
Well, after that disaster, I vowed never to grow basil again. I vowed to replace that traitorous herb with something more be-fitting of my shady plot of sand I call a garden.
But then I went to the PPK (the Pretty People Kroger... called such because it is located in a ritzy neighborhood full of rich, beautiful people). I was seduced by the shelves of exotic herbs enticing me with their unfamiliar names and the promise of new life. I couldn't help myself.
Instead of buying a cactus that surely could survive the treacheries of heat, inadequate sun, and the gusts of harsh air from our yard man's terrifically powerful leaf-blower, I bought "pistou basil", a delicate looking plant that Wikipedia calls a variety of the traditional basil plant characterized by smaller leaves and a milder flavor.
While I stood in line at the check-out counter, I was hoping and praying that if I planted it, all my dreams of being able to make bruchetta, marinara sauce, and pesto with my very own home-grown basil might not just be fantasy, they might not just be a distant dream... they might not be lost with the death of the Pistou's evil predecessor.
And I was right.
Look how beautiful that plant is! It has grown more vigorously than I possibly could have anticipated! In fact, it has outgrown it's original pot. Tomorrow I will buy it a big, beautiful, elaborately decorated pot in celebration of its ability to withstand all the hardships thrust upon it by this less-than-capable gardener.
People of the world, take heart! You, too, can grow pistou basil and be rid all the worry and anxiety caused by its traditional counterpart.
The PPK is quite seductive...
ReplyDelete--Katie