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I can't seem to get enough strawberries these days. I cruised through 4 lbs of them in about a week, just eating them raw (stemmed and halved, with my fingers), and then had to pick up another flat of them over the weekend. It's insidious. I never was a real big fruit eater until recently. I guess I always felt like fruit was a little too on-the-nose. "Oh, you're so sweet and delicious, fruit." It's like, we get it. I usually opted instead for vegetables, which are under-appreciated and therefore have way more street cred.
Speaking of strawberries, my pal Lisa is picking up a gallon of fresh-picked berries for me today from the farm out in Loganville. I could easily eat them all on my own, but it would be much more loving of me to share them with my guys. I can't decide if I want to make a small batch of freezer jam or not. I guess it depends on how many berries are left after my initial pig-out and if I have time. Rest assured, there will be no scurvy in our household any time soon.
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I remember a time of strawberrys, breezy Spainish "hellos," and whip cream. Those were the days......
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