Saturday night during the play, a friend invited me to come pick blackberries. Well, I can remember from when I was a kid picking blackberries at my Grandma's house, so I gave an enthusiastic "yes" and we made a plan.
The plan, though, frayed because I didn't take into account the burden we felt to pick each and every berry ripe and ready to be picked. It's as if by their deep hue, each was saying, "If you don't pick ME, then I will have existed for nothing. Please pick and enjoy me."
I know what you're thinking.
This woman is nuts. She has fruit talking to her.
Perhaps, but I shared with one of my fellow pickers how it seemed a shame - a sin, even - not to get every ripe berry we possibly could. Trying to ease my conscience, I asked:
Will the cows eat them?
"No", he replied. "The cows will eat the vines, but not the berries."
What about the birds?
"They'll have a time getting some of them with all the briers.
Point taken.
I have scratches all up and down my right arm (a.k.a. the "picking" arm). Still I consider them badges of blackberry honor.
My son wasn't so enthusiastic to go blackberry picking, as I had bought some at Kroger a while back, and he deemed them "unfit to eat."
So not true with these. He looked like a clown because of all the berry juice around his mouth. Nevertheless, a few berries did make in into the bucket.
What to do now?
My husband has plans for blackberry wine. Me? I'm a cobbler girl myself.
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Arbor Mist has a fantastic Blackberry wine At only 3.98 a bottle. Much cheaper, easier and faster to get to than growing em. Sorry if i put a damper on the fun of making your own. But if what you did to pick some
berries made it into the blogg. I can just imagine the blog that would follow with the purple staining of all your feeties in the proceeding blog of Ya'll making wine hehehe . Next year hopefully ill have blackberries and blueberries on the vines i planted this summer in my backyard.
Okay, Leona. I'll be looking for a bottle from you.
Ha, ha - you're very funny with the whole stomping the berries imagery. I've witnessed the wine making, and nothing got stomped so...
You forgot about the deer. The deer WILL eat the blackberries.
Oh Dear!!!!!
Ah, the deer. Okay, well, I don't feel too bad about leaving so many now.
We picked berries today, too!
And cobbler. Oh, yeah. Buy the wine somewhere else. Go with the cobbler.
The whole thing gets my goat. I mean it really steams my vegetables. Who was in charge of naming these? Blackberries? Not black. Blueberries? Not blue. Strawberries? Not made of straw. Raspberries? Make no sound whatsoever. Boysenberries? How can you tell? Are they the ones chasing the Girlsenberries? Boo Berry? Not scary. Chuck Berry? Don't even get me started.
My favorite?... Frankenberry. Sure, he's a monster, but he's gay and I don't judge. He's just delicious and taste is what matters.
I have to disagree about the blueberries, Budberry. Not only do they look blue to me, but they turn everything blue as well. Also, I thought Frankenberry was just metro. Anyway, right on with the rest of it!
D'oh!! Maybe I AM a bit judgmental.
The blog comments seem to have gotten a bit off topic, Jennifer. Imagine that!
Good luck with your cobbler. I suppose if your husband is that much into wine, he won't mind making it and cleaning up after the project.
Right?
Heeey Budberry! Where have you been? You know we're going to be down there tomorrow, right? Did you know Sister has a blog?
Actually, I saw this show about blue food, and blueberries were not in the "blue" hue category. They're really closer to purple. The bluest food they tested was the blue crab, and it was just barely blue.
I'll have to ask the husband what the name of that show was. I'm sure it was on TLC or some such other ridiculous channel.
Mags, as for someone cleaning up after one of his "projects", well, it's best not to make comments about it here.
But I'll give you a hint. I'm going to make my comment my second song on my playlist.
Jennifer:
Did the hoity-toity food show completely ignore the existence of blue raspberry flavored jello?
Oh Andrew , Budberry is sssoooo right. Frankenberry was as gay as they come. Your gaydar must be off. But I agree with Bud lets not judge . But a fruit IS a fruit heheheh
Well, certainly if you add food coloring, it will be blue. The show was testing the naturally occurring pigment. I guess it DID border on hoity-toity. Husband thinks it was Food Network. No show is more obnoxious than "The Next Food Network Star". Interestingly, I've never seen the next star after they win. And where the heck is Rachel Ray? My husband is having withdrawal symptoms.
You can't seriously believe that blue raspberry Jell-O is color enhanced.
Since someone brought up the subject of food dye.....anyone know where red food dye comes from? No? Look it up and post your findings. You'll never look at red velvet cake the same again, I promise.
It's bat blood, right? That's what I heard anyway. Only the fruit bats though.
I heard Cockroach blood. But not now that was in the good old days. Now its all artificial flavorings
The common food colorants cochineal and carmine (carminic acid) are indeed made from Central and South American ground beetles. This type of beetle, Dactylopius coccus, lives in a cactus called the Opuntia and were used for centuries by the Aztecs and native Americans as a red dye. And wouldn't you know it... someone brought a red velvet cake to work today. I think I'll buzz back there and cut me a piece. Cheers!
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