cherry season is rough for me. it is an expensive season because i can easily eat my weight in them in a sitting or two. that is cost prohibitive. so instead, i stretch it out a few pounds at a time. today i erred on the side of caution. to much of an err as i am halfway through the bag and sunday isn’t even over yet.
the thing is, i didn’t like cherries before last year. the idea of them conjured up visions of squishy bitter gelatinous goo in the middle of highly processed pies. but while wandering through my farmers market last year – nibbling on the bites vendors hand out – i was struck by the sweet, firm, and tangy goodness.
and now i find myself gleeful as cherry season sneaks in all quietly, sharing their spotlight with peaches and blueberrries.
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