This will probably come as no surprise to you, but I am a fool for summer berries – almost to a fault. My summer trips to the farmers market can be seriously classified as dangerous because when I see a pint of fresh, local berries – doesn’t matter what kind, be it strawberries, blueberries, raspberries or blackberries – there is no stopping me. I must buy up as much of that berry goodness as my little wallet will allow. (Which is usually a lotttt more than just one little pint.)
If you were to see the loot I come home with after the average Saturday trip to the farmers market, you might think that I have gone a little mad. It’s okay – I understand the judgement because at first glance, it really looks like I buy way too many berries for a household that consists of two people to ever consume before they go bad. But let me assure you, there is no wasting of fresh berries in my house and I say when it comes to berries, the more the berry’er… get it…. the more the berry’er? Hehe, clearly my devilish wit knows no bounds (not!) ;p
Since I have never met a farmers market berry that I didn’t like, whenever I am stocking up at the market, I make sure that I buy at lease 2 pints worth of each given berry at a time. Why do I do this? Well, because one pint will be used for a baking adventure of some sort, (what else?) While the other remaining pint will be used as a snack to feast on during the process of said baking adventure. Yes – I can consume an entire pint of berries to myself in one sitting…. what of it?