There is nothing quite like picking fresh herbs from your own garden. I do it with a smug pride reserved for a delusional sense of achievement, as though I had something to do with the herb’s ability to grow. To be fair I did plant it, but that is where my responsibility ends.
Still, I am always very excited to be using my own herbs once more. I just think they taste different from the bought ones. There is, of course, the sense of having food ‘for free’ which never ceases to make me smile.
Recently, I have been snipping the oregano plant in our garden, chopping and popping it into all things tomato based. I tell you what, it makes such a difference from the dried stuff. I couldn’t for the life of me tell you why that is, but I highly recommend investing in growing your own.
And the beauty of herbs is that you don’t actually need a garden.
It’s what windowsills were made for…