… 0r Grand Theft Herbery …
Alas, I have no garden in my dark, dark cave of a warehouse I call home. So when I’m roasting a chicken for dinner I sneak over and clip a few sprigs of rosemary from my neighbor down the street. They’ll never know.
I love it. If your neighbor has anything like my herb bed, they throw away great big handfuls of each thing just to keep them from getting unruly.
😀 Rosemary tends to be an unruly and creeping plant. One of my favorite plants (and smells) in general.
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