Thursday, June 14, 2012

Mulberries in my bowl



Problem with mulberries is that when you pick the fruit the short green stalk comes with it. So I detach each one painstakingly back in the kitchen. Yes, you could just eat the stalk. But I don't like that blunt interruption, so I spend some time removing them. Purple fingers.

Worth it, though.


Black mulberries, straight up. The sugar was overkill, but I needed its grit between my teeth to dissolve in that black juice. A private date with memory.

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