I’ve always loved the idea of fresh herbs from the garden. Just snip a couple sprigs of cilantro for some homemade salsa or some dill for a yummy cucumber salad. Just thinking about it makes me feel very Food Network-y.
So while at IKEA a couple weeks ago, I bought some containers in hopes of planting (and growing) some magnificent herbs. Here’s what I planted Sunday:
After I bought these, Chris pointed out that the “Dill, MAMMOTH” that I bought might be too much for the little container I’m going to grow it in. He’s probably right, but I’m planting them anyway.
The stuff I used (“stuff” being a technical term only horticulturists use):
I’m sure they’re already growing, I can just feel it.
So they’re going to sit on the kitchen table, getting lots of sunlight.
And if they can survive sitting next to Elliott for three meals a day, I should have some sprouts in 14-21 days.
The suspense is killing me…