In Riverside my basil plant Bazil meant a lot. I watered and pruned and poured adoration, and I kept the poor thing alive way past when it should have been placed in the compost. Dace brought home a small basil plant for me, but I picked up another, from Trader Joes, same as before. Thus enters Bazil the Second. This time around I have a much nicer house and more to love.
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June 17, 2009 at 11:28 am
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I like your skirt! I have more basil than I can handle. Any good recipe suggestions? I wonder if you can make basil muffins…