Blackberries!

I didn’t like the taste of blackberries until I was an adult. They are an acquired taste, but once you acquire that taste, you’re hooked! The unfortunate part is that they grow on briars, and it is inevitable that if you are doing some serious picking that will produce blackberry jam, blackberry cobbler, or possibly blackberry, homemade ice cream, you will get scratched by some thorns. However, the rewards are delicious.

Right now it looks like we are going to have a plethora of blackberries. I ate some Saturday during a mowing break. They were scrumptious: that tart yet sweet taste. All during my 20s I had a pet German shepherd named Judy. She enjoyed blackberry picking with me. She knew the difference between a non-ripe, red blackberry, and the ripe, black-purple blackberry. If there was a ripe blackberry at her reach, she would gently pluck it off and eat it. She was the best blackberry picking buddy I ever had. Here’s to you, Judy.

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2 thoughts on “Blackberries!

  1. Don’t forget blackberry muffins with lemon glaze – YUM! My favorite recipe, but the best part of blackberrries is eating the as they are picked. My dad grew the biggest blackberries ever, and he would always make us help him pick (not that we minded that much because we ate as we picked), but he wore these large leather gloves to avoid being pricked and laughed as we hollered with each needle that pierced our skin. Ahhhhh, memories!

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