Notice how I did NOT say an overabundance of basil? In my opinion, you can never have too much.
Trevor was a bit surprised when I came home with a(nother) basil plant from the grocery store the other day. I said, hey, it’s “columnar basil,” which is a different variety from the basil I bought, rooted, and potted. Which is the same one as the handful of leaves in the glass of water.
And then there are the seven different kinds we’ve started from seed. . . six of those are for the U of M seed trials and one is just because a friend gave me a packet of basil seeds, and I thought, hey, why not? I’m already starting basil anyway.
So, in addition to the two no-longer-flowering Easter lilies we’ve got on the kitchen table, we also have a glass of water with basil in it, a tray of basil seedlings, and two pots of basil.
I’m going to have find a few more good recipes that use basil.