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July 01, 2006

What Kind of Flower Are You Quiz

    I am an
Echinacea    

What Flower
Are You
   

Link: This Garden Is Illegal: What Kind of Flower Are You Quiz.

You Are an Echinacea

"You are a health conscious person, both your health and the health of others. You know all about the health benefits and dangers of the world around you."

I haven't done one of these in a while, and my garden (indoors this year) is growing well, so here I am. No Echinacea, tho. Basil and some houseplants. Wish I had tomatoes. I always grow great tomatoes, so long as there's no gophers or ground hogs or rabbits. Tomatoes are very Echinacea-like, I think. They have that trendy lycopene or something like that in them.

I just love tomatoes and basil, oh, and this recipe for Heirloom Caprese... that and gazpacho. I was going to make some gazpacho the other day too...

Heirloom Caprese

Slice up a bunch of Heirloom tomatoes
Slice up a couple of fresh mozzarella balls
Wash and dry some fresh basil leaves
You layer all this stuff in a nice flat pan or plate with a rim. Shingle them, my recipe says.
Drizzle with... this stuff below in a mixture
About 3 tbs of extra virgin olive oil
4 tsp of lemon juice
2 tsp of Chardonnay
Season with salt and freshly ground pepper to taste.
Let it sit about 10 minutes or so before serving.

There you go! Better than Echinacea!

   

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