There’s nothing like fresh herbs in the cookery. I’ve had some success growing my own, but this time of year, the frost wins out and I’m at the mercy of the green grocer. Patience goes a long way in a relationship and my husband and I share in the matter. Over the years, I’ve learned to leave the herbs off the shopping list when he makes the trip to pick up provisions. The reason: one little item, cilantro. Guess what comes home? Italian parsley. I can always put the parsley to good use, but parsley is parsley. Little misunderstandings occur in and out of the cookery.
When 10 pounds of potatoes and a couple dozen ears of corn show up unannounced, welcome them home to the chowder pot. After transforming our