Strolling through my garden in yesterday’s summer heat, the scent of my herbs and vegetables wafted upward and enticed me to think about what to pick for dinner. The acidic, tart smell of the tomatoes beckoned toward a cool crisp salad. The permeating smell of the spring onions pled for a stir fry. But it was the pungent, heady aroma of the sweet basil that won my heart. Still, the tomatoes and onions deserved their chance for a place at the table. I decided not to choose and picked some of all three. Back in the kitchen I pondered what... Read more →