Sometimes I really miss living in Oregon. Like when I have to pay out the nose to have Oregon blueberries shipped to me frozen instead of picking them myself fresh for free. It was painful and expensive, but I bought two 14 lb boxes. They arrived in August but they seemed so precious that I didn't want to rip into them right away and devour them in a matter of days. So I did not open them until today. Today I was in a blueberry mood and I could not resist them any longer.
Aren't they beautiful?
Aren't they beautiful?
For breakfast I made a blueberry smoothie. It was well-received.
Then this afternoon we had the Schmoo family over. I made an apple pie and threw in a handful of blueberries.
I'm so glad they have frozen food trucks that can bring me Oregon blueberries even though I live smack dab in the middle of the lower 48. It was a big dent in my pocket book, but it was so, so worth it.
2 comments:
looks good!!!!
I have to agree that blueberries would be one of the top things I'd miss if we ever moved from here. We inhale them when they are in season. Both of my kids absorbed copious amounts via in-utero during my pregnant summers.
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