Originally Posted by taxlady
This happened a long time ago in Montreal. The police knocked on the door of an Italian grandmother. They wanted to know who was growing that plant (and pointed at a pot plant) in her front yard. It was her. They told her what it was and that it was illegal to grow it.
She was shocked and somewhat disbelieving. It was the herb that was the secret ingredient in her pasta sauce. She had always grown it, even in the "the old country". Everyone loved her pasta sauce.
I suspect everyone wanted seconds and thirds of that pasta sauce.
Okay, I wasn't there. Maybe it's just an urban legend. I heard it in the '70s, only a few years after it was supposed to have happened.
About 6 or 7 years ago I was home alone in the middle of a freezing early winter night when I heard all this banging near my back door. So I called the police.
I let them in the front and they walked through to the kitchen where the back door is.
Right there on the kitchen table were about 5 sandwich baggies with dried basil from my garden in them. I had dried it and been lazy about bagging it and giving it to friends. To me it looked just like pot, but I confess to have pretty much forgotten what that looks like.
They didn't say a word, but I was both a bit embarassed and amused by this.
The noise, by the way, was a case of diet coke exploding one can at a time as they froze.