Ah, summer. Finally! After seemingly endless months of teasing, Mother Nature has granted us sunshine. In the Pacific Northwest, that isn’t a very long time, so I don’t bother to do much of a garden. Well, okay. Fine! So that’s just a convenient excuse. 🙂
I usually start out with great intentions for an honest-to-goodness garden I can be proud of, and I even put the plants in myself. With gloved hands, of course. (Dirt — ICK!) But, see, that’s when the problem starts. The plants grow. And they get too demanding. (Guess they don’t care I’m a writer, either! – Sniff) They want to be watered and fertilized. Then weeds sprout and have to be pulled. And Ohmigod, the SLUGS! They’re just GROSS! (I swear the six-inch sucker I saw the other day had me screaming. *Shudder* Which would’ve been acceptable if it was later than 6 a.m.)
This summer, I vowed, would be different. Not only would I enjoy the sunshine and all the great outdoor activities, but this summer, I’d also plant something edible, and let it grow enough to be consumed.
With that in mind, I put some basil plants in a pot. (Hey, herbs count, don’t they?) I watered them, laid a slug bait barrier down, and the stinking things actually grew! (Funny how that works.) After a blast of warm weather, the basil was ready to be made into my version of Pesto. Yum!
I took this:
Blended it with olive oil and other stuff:
Turned it into this:
Then put it on baked cod like this:
I also figured it was about time I fed my family a meal that didn’t come in a can! (Don’t get used to it!)
Okay, dinner’s over. Back to work.