Last Spring I planted two types of oregano, Greek and Italian, in my herb garden.
One lived through the winter. One didn't.
Before I tell you which one survived, I want to be clear that this is not a political commentary, nor is it a reflection on which cuisine reigns supreme.
It's not even a matter of taste, as both have strong, unique flavor. (Use any type of fresh oregano sparingly; it's surprisingly potent.)
No, it's just Mother Nature, or the quirks of my herb garden, that enabled the Italian oregano to survive where the Greek oregano could not.
That's the great thing about gardening, though; there's always next year! I'm off to the herbary now for another Greek oregano plant.