Today I redefined my own meaning of ‘fresh food’ by purchasing a potted plant of basil.
I love the idea of having a huge vegetable garden, a herb garden, some fruit trees, and even a chicken coop. I’m pretty certain I’m a borderline paranoid schizophrenic because I look at everything and think “…I wonder what has been done to this before you got here…” Oh yeah, I’ll believe in conspiracy theories that I think of myself, but if you tell me one? I won’t believe you. You alien government spy impostor! So it’s been nice to cut out the middle man on this herb. And it smells divine.
I’ve wanted to buy a little basil plant for weeks now, because it’s one of my favourite flavours and combines perfectly with the tomato taste I love. It cost me a measly $3.98 and means that I never have to buy basil again. I never have to purchase the wilted, soggy or dried up bundles of basil from the supermarket. I have a healthy, home grown supply that I can pick at whenever I want. I actually feel a little bit freer and it’s just a herb. But it’s a herb those supermarket bastards will never hold over me again!
Research on how to make my basil plant thrive completed, I have my list on how to make this guy live for as long as possible, and am setting my sights on some new foods I frequently eat:
– More herbs
Our neighbour grows zucchinis, and because of their size, he turfs the extras over our fence for us to eat.
I love the idea of being self-reliant for food. It saves money for one thing, but gets you outdoors working, and you’re assured of where and how the food came from, and how old it is. Of course, you need the time, expertise and space! I’ll have to learn about each food I get, and make sure I don’t plant more than I can grow. Biting off more than you can chew… and all that 😉
How many of you grow your own food? Any tips?