Over the next few months, I bought increasing quantities of basil. Each time I was charged for epazote. It was so consistent, I began to wonder if it was a La Paz thing, that everyone here just took a vote and decided to call albahaca, epazote. It's what I needed to believe to ease my conscience. Because if it wasn't true, I was a thief and the amount of money I'd cost the store to date, walking out with pounds and pounds of basil for pennies, was nearing the threshold of grand theft.