Okay, if you haven’t noticed yet- I am a bit obsessed with strawberries. But how can I not be???
They were exploding out of our old garden and now it is time to pick them in the fields by my parents house. Picking strawberries has been a tradition with my family since I was born.
At the particular fields closest to our house you must be ten years old to be able to go picking. I remember many a hot afternoon when I was growing up, not yet ten, laying in the middle of the car with the windows open and flies buzzing in my ears, wishing, wishing, wishing that I could go and help my mom pick those juicy delicious morsels. Thinking how dumb it was that they wouldn’t let such a responsible and hardworking eight year old girl help her mom out. Well, mostly I was bored and wanted to get on with my life.
I recall the first time I was actually allowed into the fields, it was a bit of a let down. Just like piano lessons. I had to wait and wait to be able to take piano lessons and to go strawberry picking and then when I was allowed to to both of these things I couldn’t help but be a bit dissapointed. I remember thinking, this is what I have been dying to do all these years. Hmmmm.
Besides eating them immediately here are some fun things to do with the plethera of strawberries surrounding our house.
Squish up some strawberries in a bowl with a potato masher.
Smell the delicious aroma that spews out of the bowl.
Put some Squirt or other maskable beverage like 7Up or Sierra Mist into the bowl of strawberries and mix them together.
Pour the mixture into a popsicle container or a disposable cup with a spoon in the center.
Use tape so the spoon doesn’t tip over and then place it in the freezer for a few hours.
Enjoy- it is one of the most refreshing desserts I have ever had.
Here are a couple pictures of Aleah appreciating my new strawberry treat.
It doesn’t get much better than that.
Yum.
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