Then the boredom kicked in. He was the only kid in the berry patch to have a 5 minute time out. sigh. I wished I'd remembered my camera. I could have snapped a shot of him sitting in the middle of the row while everyone around him was intently picking berries.
Anyway, both my sister and I got 1/2 of a 5 gallon pail. I froze some, ate some, and have some in the fridge to make a blueberry buckle. I'm planning to do that tonight and bring it in to share with the co-workers tomorrow.
On the down-side, the berries I froze last summer are still in the freezer, so I guess I'll need to bake something with them this week as well...I even found a bag way in the back from 2005. That one I just threw out. Seemed smarter that way.
rj
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They are finally starting to get ripe at the cabin too. There was some crazy talk about me making a blueberry pie for Uncle Dick. Maybe he was talking about you. I wasn't paying much attention.
Dan
Mmm...blueberry pie. That would be good too.
I don't think I ever wrote Grandma K's recipe down...though I know it by heart.
Someday I'll have to measure out what I do so that I can share it with the rest of you. Just like Grandma used to make it...a scoop of sugar, a few tablespoons of flour, some butter pats, and blueberries...
And a delicious pastry crust.
rj
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