I've been a busy girl lately. Julia and I are tag-team baby-sitting a beautiful, sweet infant girl named Ruby. We only get her three days per week for the summer. Today, we went to a thrift store and bought a deluxe umbrella stroller for $10, so we can take walks now. We went looking there for a shopping cart, or other outdoor push toy.
bugs in a tree...
I've baked three blackberry pies, and used the berries in pancakes a couple of times. I eat plenty on my walks in the morning. And still, millions will die on the vine. I froze enough for another pie. I liked the pies, and the people I work with liked it (one guy offered to buy one), but nobody else in this household likes them any other way than just fresh-picked. Too bad about that. I used to make jam, but again, only my Dad liked that. There's a lot of seeds in blackberry anything.
2 comments:
Wow, your blackberries come out early - ours don't arrive until late summer/ early autumn.
I love them. My wife makes a wicked blackberry crumble and a superb blackberry icecream
You provided links to recipes last year when I posted pics of my woods. I made that blackberry crumble and it was just myself eating it. Mmmmm. That was good.
There are different varieties of blackberries here - hackberries, dewberries - but they are all blackberries to me. I may bake a pie today for a Father's Day bbq at my sister's in Metairie. BTW, Happy Father's Day, Kim, and any other Dad popping in.
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