When I was young and visited my cousin Becky in Andalusia in the summer we used to grab a pail, walk down the dirt road and pick wild blackerries to be made into a pie, or cobbler or just for eating out of the pail. It was such a treat.
This past Sunday, David and I went to Chattanooga Market which has different vendors every week, but usually some fresh vegetables that were picked that very morning along with other homemade or hand made items. This Sunday we bought fresh picked corn on the cob, young tender crooked neck squash and these blackberries. They are the biggest juiciest berries we have ever eaten. They just pop with favor in you mouth when you bite them YUM !
They were so huge, about the size of 2 quarters and we had to take a picture.
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Yummy. You know what I remember best about those berries is putting them in a glass of milk, probably with sugar, and eating them with a spoon. It made the best treat. (I hope we washed them). Grandma was lucky when we brought home enough for a cobbler! I'll have to look for some at the farmer's market here. Haven't thought about blackberries in awhile.
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