A basket? Case.
Saturday June 18th 2011, 10:20 pm
Filed under: Family,Food

A friend who belongs to a CSA sent out word that her farmer had excess strawberries to sell and that if she could find takers for enough big cases, he would deliver them to her house.

Twenty dollars was a lot of just-picked ripe red sweet-smelling goodness.

Strawberry picking getting up very early on a June morning, before the 100/humidity+heat hits the top of the misery index in Maryland, was an essential part of my childhood–along with hours afterwards spent around the hot kitchen table, we six kids anchored in place by Dad working too at the head of it, hulling, Mom a few steps away at the stove. If Dad couldn’t get out of it either after all those hours bent over looking for fruit over and under those green leaves and was cheerfully working away at his mound of berries, then there was no hope of a kid weaseling out. None. Trust me.

So often, we would try to pun-up each other, starting off with a lame “I can’t believe I ate the hull thing”–but if you could make Dad roar with laughter it was definitely triple word score time.

Counting and anticipating: jar, jar, blinks and it’s all gone. (I know. Sorry. Reminding you of that movie is like singing “Feelings” in earshot. Woe woe woe your boat done with these–when we’re jamming, it gets bad.)

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My “over the hill gang” has these memories.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 06.19.11 @ 6:06 am

So, would you rather be in a pickle, or in a jam?

Comment by LauraN 06.19.11 @ 6:56 am

I’d FAR rather jam than pickle (to answer the previous comment); might have something to do with the fact MIL makes the 14-day pickle and what a pain that is… but they ARE worth it.

Comment by Channon 06.19.11 @ 7:22 am

ok, so we know you would like to leaf the whole thing alone (heh)

but oh the reward of fresh strawberry jam (we made up a batch recently — it was wonderful)

Comment by bev 06.19.11 @ 7:48 am

Won’t go there, but your jam looks fabulous. I keep telling myself I need to do that again. Then I take a lie-down, and figure those days are well enough behind me.

Comment by Knitnana 06.19.11 @ 11:58 am

You lure us in with those lovely jars, then you really jar us, don’t you? W actually asked me what was wrong when he heard me groan!

Comment by twinsetellen 06.19.11 @ 7:25 pm

Now , I have to get at the rhubarb for strawberry -rhubarb jelly /jam. Strawberry time here also.I live in a house full of punners but can’t pun myself, to each his own. Making short cake for those strawberries, too.

Comment by kristy phipps 06.20.11 @ 7:53 am

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