Blackberry Ramble
Is there anything sweeter than a colander full of blackberries? Believe it or not, these beauties are first cousins to the bitterly sour blackberries we've been battling in the "lower forty." Ours look just like this but they don't even remotely taste like them! These burst on the tongue with a rich, sweet berry flavor - if this isn't heaven, you can see it from here!
These came from the seasonal checkerboard of shining chestnuts, vibrant miniature peppers, bumpy blackberries, dusty purple grapes and bright cherry tomatoes at the Marin farmer's market that was as much a feast for the eyes as these wonderful berries are for the taste buds.
I didn't do darn thing with them except rinse and serve; anything more would have been overkill.
These came from the seasonal checkerboard of shining chestnuts, vibrant miniature peppers, bumpy blackberries, dusty purple grapes and bright cherry tomatoes at the Marin farmer's market that was as much a feast for the eyes as these wonderful berries are for the taste buds.
I didn't do darn thing with them except rinse and serve; anything more would have been overkill.
5 Comments:
Oh, tell me that's an Ikea plate the berries are on.
I have that plate.
It's kind of funny that you just got rid of some blackberries just to go out and to buy some. But I do understand about the difference in taste.
Those look lucious. So did you eat berries on yogurt, with whippped cream, or in a cobbler.
YUM!
Cookiecrumb, nope, sorry, it's my little green colander.
Dagny, yes, ironic, isn't it?
Sandi, none of the above. Just served 'em plain and they were so sweet! See my post tomorrow to see what we did with the last few...
Sandi, oops, I mean check out my blog post on Saturday to see what I did with them...tomorrow is about a different kind of berry!
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