1. I love how durable you are in any condition-I can grill scallops and meatballs on you, chop you and taste you even in your smallest form, throw you in full spears to marinades, braises, broths and syrups.
2. I can call you Rosie like you’re my cousin.
3. I can find you in so many back yards, side streets, planter boxes and some times even back alleys.
4. You’re so low maintenance. Not only do you last in my fridge for weeks, but you don’t complain when I don’t pay attention to you for a while.
5. You love lemons as much as I do.
6. You remind people of Holidays and harvest...something I only thought pine trees and Santa could do.
7. You stand up tall when called upon for a garnish.
8. You never wilt when I use you as a sword, a wreath, a mustache, a phone...see photos below.
9. Your lasting impression is unforgettable.
10. You enjoy California as much as I do!
Thank you for being there for me and playing a key role in many of my recipes lately. Like the the time I threw you on top of roasted candied nuts with tobasco sauce. You spicy thing! Or last week when I made cranberry sauce with dried figs, port and a twig or two of none other than you, my dear! Or the time I created the best lamb chops I’ve ever made by throwing hand fulls in the marinade with garlic, olive oil and salt and pepper. Oh and we can’t forget the apple sauce I made with tart as can be apples and your lovely presence. You stole the show! And last, but certainly not least, the fantastic creation my friend passed along to me calling for rosemary, lemon simple syrup served with ice cold vodka and a sprig for garnish. Oh the times we’ve had...
Love ya. Mean it Rosie!
