Summer is coming to an end. Ladybug had her first day of preschool. I was a little more teary eyed than I thought I'd be. It's hard to believe how quickly life seems to pass by. I feel like I have not had much time to do the things I really want to do, like harvest the basil.
This year, in lieu of making pesto (I still have some leftover in my freezer from last year), I decided to preserve my bounty by freezing it chopped in olive oil.
I put the fresh basil in a vase until I was able to get them ready for processing. It's all over the place in the picture above but I find it quite lovely as it is. There are at least 4 vases full in my garden still waiting to be plucked and saved. The stuff grows as good as any weed! Thankfully we have a bit longer before any threat of frost. It gives off the loveliest scent to my house.
I finally got around to processing the first batch today. I would show what they look like in ice cube trays but honestly, it doesn't look appetizing though it will be lovely in many dishes over the winter.
Speaking of harvesting, we were offered Hatch Green Chiles in our area by a local grocery chain for a very reasonable price. So I could help but pick up 20+ pounds of the stuff. Why not local, they are in season, and wonderful reminder of what we miss from Albuquerque. They weren't pre-roasted so I grilled them myself and then placed them in a large trash can bag to let them sweat it out. I then de-skinned and de-seeded them, rinsed and chopped them. But I forgot one very crucial step.
The gloves. Mind you, I've forgotten the gloves before and it was no big deal. Unfortunately, this batch was very hot... much hotter than any I had gotten prior. I was up the entire night with hands feeling like they were being held up to a burning hot grill. I tired everything but nothing felt good except putting them in ice water. What an awful night! It was truly terrible. I tried a lot of things that I will never do again to my hands including bleach! It took about 10 hours for the feeling to go away. I didn't sleep that night and I may have sworn off chiles for quite a while.
Worth it? Well, I don't think so but my husband might disagree.