Although there’s been a lot of rain in the Northeast and I fear we may skip summer altogether, the moment the drips slow down, we run outside determined to take advantage of each day. The other day we went strawberry picking. I’ve been apple picking, pumpkin picking, and raspberry picking, but never strawberry picking.
Strawberry picking is the best! Probably because I L-O-V-E strawberries almost as much as I love french fries.
I didn’t do anything special with these strawberries – no jam, shortcakes, or canning.
We just ate them!
They were plump, juicy, red and oh, so delicious.
Although I ate everything in site while pregnant with FringeKid, the one food I actually craved was strawberries. Since they weren’t in season for most of my pregnancy, I resorted to eating frozen strawberries. I’d always keep a bag in the freezer and pop them like cold candy.
Guess who loves strawberries now?
What have you gone picking?