Sunday, June 19, 2011
Love those tubes of fresh herbs.
Nobody else in my household is really keen on fresh herbs. For me, they add flavour and vitamins and colour to my soups and salad dressings and omelettes without much in the way of additional calories. So I'm a big fan.
But when I buy a whole bunch of dill, or cilantro, then generally speaking I won't get it all used up before it's gone a bit slimy. Which has gotta be sub-optimal. Whereas a tube of fresh chopped cilantro comprises three average bunches and stays fresh to the end. And in addition, if I want, say, "Italian" then I'd have to buy a bunch of basil, and a bunch of rosemary, and a bunch of Italian parsley, and a bunch of . . . you get the idea. Which means that the tube of mixed chopped fresh herbs in whatever "ethnic" variation is also a terrific idea.
So yeah. Getting a tube of fresh chopped herbs is a huge bargain.
And this morning when I was preparing this week's pot of curried lentil soup, I added a big squirt of the fresh cilantro right at the end. Mmmm. Delicious.
As a person who looks for and raises Monarch caterpillars every summer on milkweed leaves until they spin up into their jade green chrysalises, and then ultimately hatch and fly away, I'm really not all that squeamish about the back end of caterpillars either.
Still, while making my soup this morning it did occur to me . . . and I immediately suppressed that thought. Firmly. Because I really like fresh herbs. And am not a vulgar person, not at all!!