Mountain Chic

Reflections and observations on culture, food, style and travel

The other day, I picked up my son from an overnight stay at his grandma’s house, and was offered a bounty of freshly cut herbs from my in-laws’ garden: basil, rosemary, and oregano.  I accepted the offerings happily, while hoping secretly that I wouldn’t just let the cuttings rot in my fridge.  I had a …

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