Rosemary

Rosemary is one of my favorite herbs and I use it almost daily. It reminds me of Sooke Harbour, where we got married. Our room was at garden level and had tons of rosemary bushes just outside the door. The only thing I would have changed about the ceremony is my bouquet, which would have been make completely out of rosemary sprigs.

Pre-ceremony rosemary face-plant.

Here is this year’s plant that I got at Thursday’s farmer’s market. Its new home is an old tin canister that I had lying around. It would be nice to have a complete window herb garden planted in various vintage tins. It has been added to my list of things that may or may not ever be accomplished.

The only problem is the orphaned tin lid. I suppose I could put a bunch on the wall and have a nice collage somewhere. Add it to the list.

Daily Bread

If you have a breadmachine, please get off the internet and go make this recipe. Jo’s Rosemary Bread will be one of your favorites if not THE favorite bread you have ever baked. (Unless you are my mom. Then you would add bran and 7 other whole grains before your bread happiness is met. I am pretty sure she just made whole wheat and oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Needless to say I was raised on Cheerios, not Lucky Charms).

My breadmachine arrived last September, and kept us well-fed during the winter. I have not been making as much bread as I did during the -10 degree days of winter, but Sunday was dreary enough to warrant baking. This rainy day baking impulse inspired several people I know to hang out in the kitchen and make goodies; it is also the reason I ate cake for breakfast this morning. Thanks, Maria.

Fresh. Fragrant. Savory. We made pressed sandwiches and dipped it in tomato soup. The best.