Rosemary jelly and chevre on crackers Thanks to my husband's hard work, our yard has considerable curb appeal. Checking out joggers, strollers and dog walkers who pause to enthusiastically point out their preferred blooms is our favorite spring sport. Frankly, it's better than cable. Curbside, there is little doubt that the annual showstopper is our rosemary. It grows thick around our mailbox at the sidewalk, where its tiny purple blossoms never fail to charm passersby. Our mail carrier once…
