Although summer is technically over, it's still warm and my garden is overgrown with herbs. Sage is the biggest of the bunch, closely followed by basil. I'm not bragging, I'm just proud: this is the best herb garden I've ever had, and it's probably thanks to the long, hot summer, rather than my gardening skills. I've had no luck with mint, so have been stealing it by the bunchful from my mum, who has it growing like a weed. I've had some surprise successes though.
I inherited the sage when I moved in, so I can't claim credit for that one. I've been picking big bunches to put in vases or jars around the kitchen and house, as well as working on perfectly frying the leaves for eggs and pasta dishes.
It reminds me of the sage fried eggs at gorgeous Wellington cafe Nikau, although mine never taste as good as theirs. It also has been going with me in bunches alongside my sweet peas any time I visit someone.
My parsley and coriander went to seed pretty quickly, but the rainbow chard was a hit. I've used it constantly, either throwing the leaves in salads or chopping the stalks and leaves into pasta, risotto or a frittata.
