What a Week in Idaho Taught Me About Pie
Until today, if I ordered a slice of berry pie at a restaurant, I’d eat it, enjoy it, and think nothing of leaving a berry or two—maybe even three—on the plate. I’m not so sure I could do that now.
Why, you ask? I just spent a week at our daughter’s new home in Idaho, where she has multple blackberry and blueberry plants. Every morning before the heat set it, we’d head out with our baskets, picking berries until our baskets were full. By evening, more berries had ripened, so we’d go out again. We did this every day I was there, and today, the day we are leaving, hundreds of berries still remain to be picked.
At some point during the berry picking I started wondering—if my daughter sold these, how far would they travel before ending up in a pie on my plate? Through the hands of distributors, through markets, delivery trucks, and bakers, all so I can enjoy dessert. And I was leaving berries on my plate?
Not anymore. From now on, if I have berry pie, I’m eating every last berry. And if I’m too full, I’ll slide any left over berries onto my dinner companion’s plate.
I don’t believe conscience will let me do anything else now. It will just seem disrespectful.
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I miss berry picking. It does take a lot of time to pick enough berries for a pie, not to mention the thorns that prick you along the way. In my opinion, though, it is TOTOALLY worth it!
I just learned that there are thornless blackberry bushes – and thankfully, that is what my daughter has! If she had the ones with thorns, I’m not sure I would have been quite as eager to get out there every morning and evening with my empty basket!
Too true Karen, and now it will be my takeaway as well! Thanks for sharing! Continued enjoyment of your much earned retirement! Will think of you kicking your feet up every time I use one if your kits! 🥰
Thanks, Judy! For thinking of me when you use one of my kits and for cleaning up your dessert plate! 🙂
Those are good looking berries! My Mom had raspberry bushes along her back yard. She dopped off pints of berries with many people in our small town. They were always happy to see her coming!
After sampling these berries, I can imagine how happy your neighbors were to receive your mom’s berries. And how nice of her to share them!