frozen coriander

Yesterday, I spent the whole evening searching for my coriander dabba. A big round girly thing.I call it girly since its pink with small holes for air, in shape of a flower. Not easily lost. But there, I had done it.
Wondered if I could blame it on the maid - maybe I left it too near the sink and she had washed it all away?
But there was still the big matter of the dabba.
Fourth dimension explanations called for?
Yes. Until I opened the freezer to take out the peas.
Frozen coriander is..... different....