Raspberries
My adventure for this past weekend was raspberry picking. The farm was not too far away. It was a nice sunny day and I gathered up 3 boys to go raspberry picking with me. Turns out, raspberry picking is quite fun.
Things I realized during the picking:
-The ripe raspberries are darker in color and they are literally falling off the bush.
-Farmers get up to work early in the morning, because its really hot working under the sun.
I was so greedy, that I just wanted to get a lot of raspberries.
I had maybe 1 shallow basketfull of it. Apparently, I had 6 lbs of raspberries. Oh, it was cheap too. $1/lb.
Now, 6lbs seemed little to me when I was there. Why? Because people around me had baskets after baskets of raspberries.
Back at home, none of the boys really want to eat the raspberries. So, I ate and ate, but it was oh, so much. I even made a smoothie with them. 60-70% raspberrries and the remaining OJ and still there were so much raspberries left. Finally, I wash them all, dry them up a bit and proceed to ziploc them for freezing. The frozen ones can be used later for smoothies.
What I realized at home:
-The ripest raspberries at home gets a little to ripe and squishy, so ripe ones got squished by not so ripe ones
-The ripest ones were hardest to wash+dry.
-Even my little 6 lbs were too much. Maybe one day when I am out of frozen raspberries, I will wish I picked more.
Overall, raspberry picking is a pleasant experience. The berry picking is really not where the work lies. The work lies in cleaning and eating the berries.