Weed!

We were sitting on the patio of our favourite restaurant, waiting for shrimp, mussels, garlic brad and a limoncello flute, when we saw the chef come out the back door and ferret aroung in the field out back.

"Wow", I said, "he must have a herb garden out there, and be picking fresh basil....."

Turns out he was having a sneaky cigarette and pulling some weeds!