Friday morning I got up all primed to spend the day sewing. Vince was out of town. Chad was working. About 7:30 I had finished my morning chores. The oil change guy was going to be here at 8 to get my car so I figured . . no need to go downstairs and start sewing so I went out to visit with the chickens and get the early eggs. That’s when I made the mistake of looking over at the basil. It’s out of control! In my previous gardens, I’ve always planted 6 or 8 basil plants and never have they produced enough for me to have a lot in the freezer. This year . . it just won’t stop. I picked part of one plant and filled a laundry basket. This is about half of what I picked.
Washed it, plucked the leaves off -
It’s pretty . . kinda reminds me of the color of my new weed eater! I made more pesto. I chopped some, added a little olive oil and lemon juice and froze in ice cube trays.
All the pesto is wrapped in individual little mounds in plastic wrap and then put into a zipper bag so I can keep it all straight. I’m thankful that we have enough pesto to make it through the year, enough plain chopped basil to make it through the year and a garden still full of basil! Not sure what made this year’s crop grow so well but I sure like it.