She got the way to move me, cherry
She got the way to groove me
She got the way to move me
She got the way to groove me
Neil Diamond.
After sampling this seasons dark cherries on the tasting platter at Darling Park, Thanh, Tin, Furry and I went in search of the real thing. Not for us the insipid, bitter offerings of SlaveWay, but the fresh, dark almost meaty goodness of dark chocolaty fruits.
Our noses led us down yet another path less traveled, right to the farmers door.
Where the ubiquitous farm dog came out to say hello.
We tasted cherries of various quality and price.. all were fresh and sweet
We purchased a kilo of "eat 'em now's" and Thanh took home a kilo or so of better quality ones, to munch on this week.
Never EVER buy cherries from ANYWHERE other than the farm gate... It's worth the trip.
Our noses led us down yet another path less traveled, right to the farmers door.
Where the ubiquitous farm dog came out to say hello.
We tasted cherries of various quality and price.. all were fresh and sweet
We purchased a kilo of "eat 'em now's" and Thanh took home a kilo or so of better quality ones, to munch on this week.
Never EVER buy cherries from ANYWHERE other than the farm gate... It's worth the trip.
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4 comments:
Ella, it turned out the nice looking cherries were not sweet at all. It was nothing like the ugly looking ones that tasted amazing.
Bugger, as that farm dog might say.
What a disappointment..
yuuuuuuuuuuuuumm
i'm gawna git me sum therrrr cherries over the ol'days...
Just remeber love,
Substance over beauty.. the dodgier looking ones were by far the nicer.
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