There. Yes, there at the Rolling Prairie pickup site were raspberries. Beautiful, succulent, just-picked local early-summer raspberries. Oh, how I missed them last year!
A few got a bit squished between the pickup site (the Community Mercantile) and home. I was forced to eat half of them right away. The sacrifice! I sigh with pleasure at the thought. Is there anything better than a fresh-picked raspberry? Well, maybe, but I could think of none while they were in my sight.
Now, of course, I want only one thing: More.
Meryl // Jun 25, 2008 at 6:27 pm
Fresh berries…mmmm.
heidi // Jun 25, 2008 at 8:55 pm
oh they just look ever so perfect.
Jennifer (Baklava Queen) // Jun 26, 2008 at 5:33 am
Gorgeous pictures, Janet… they look so very tempting! Now, if only you had a little fresh real whipped cream to dip them into… or mash them into….. ;-)
Janet Majure // Jun 26, 2008 at 7:35 pm
Yes, they tasted as wonderful as they looked. And, Jennifer, I did have some floating in a bit of half-and-half. Does that count?
Jennifer (Baklava Queen) // Jun 27, 2008 at 5:15 am
Why not? :-) I was just thinking to mash them and make a whipped cream fluff, but frankly, anyway you eat fresh raspberries is a GOOD way! :-)