During the summer months, I have the most glorious herb garden. Patio containers full of rosemary, thyme, sage, cilantro, basil, and chives, just to name a few, are steps away from my kitchen, begging to be thrown into my newest creation. During the winter months, however, the only herbs that remotely survive inside on the windowsill are cilantro and basil. Our family eats a lot of Mexican dishes, and it is near impossible for my poor little cilantro plant to keep up with the demand. That leaves my basil plant, which is a trooper, but there is no pesto-making going on with that little guy in the winter! The winter months drive me to purchase those “fresh herbs in a box” from the grocery store. For the most part, I am able use them all before they go bad, but every now and then….
I have this awesome recipe for Rosemary-Pork Sliders with Garlic Aioli (which I will be posting at a later date). The only problem is that I will never use the amount of rosemary that comes in those boxes. After throwing away those precious little stems, covered in that fuzzy grey-green mold, I decided something had to be done. Plus, I’m a cheap ass, and there is nothing I can’t stand more than throwing money away.
I broke out my dehydrator, but that seemed like an awful lot of work and time for a few stalks of rosemary.
Then, like the proverbial light bulb, I had an idea. What if I microwave the rosemary? I sandwiched the stalks between two paper towels, set our 1250 watt microwave on ‘4’, set the time for 1:11 (because I always microwave everything on 1:11 or 2:22, etcetera, and because it’s lucky, right?) and pressed start.
The most glorious aroma began pouring out of my microwave. So, so much better than the mahi-mahi I microwaved the other day (Bleh). It took a couple of rounds of micro-cooking, but my rosemary dried out beautifully! Depending on the amount of rosemary you are trying to dry will depend on how long you microwave it for. I then plucked the leaves and stored them in my spice drawer.
** Yes, I am an anal-retentive bastard, and yes my kids like to fuck with me by turning my spice containers so the names are upside down or not in alphabetical order. They are going to be the death of me. **