Berry Bliss

If there is one thing I can honestly say I miss more about that stupid West coast hippie town more than anything, more even than the mountains and the unbelievably gorgeous summer weather, it's the fresh produce from spring till fall. You have not lived until you've eaten two pounds of cherries, picked fresh that morning and bought at the expensive grocery store, for under $2 a pound.

Luckily the area we moved into is apparently psycho-fertile for fruit-bearing shrubbery, and there is at least one U-Pick farm within 10 miles of us offering some sort of berry or stone-containing fruit to stain our chins with juices all summer long. AnthonyCarlos's mommy introduced us to a new-to-us farm nearby that specializes in U-Pick strawberries, for $1.65 a pound. And that's not counting the ones you eat.




While we wait with bated breath for this particular farm to begin its U-Pick blueberry season on Wednesday, we have a date with our old standby family farm for the opening of their cherry-picking season tomorrow. Because it's just not summer unless Mommy is eating her weight in cherries.