black raspberries - yum!

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Cindy Hamilton

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That is one of the best things in the world.

Quoted message said:

Kate

--Bryan

In article <[email hidden]>,

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That reminds me of home. During the summers I'd pick wild raspberries
of all colors and blackberries on my grandfather's farm. My trusty
part-Labrador retriever Lucy would accompany me, as would my mother's
basset hound Clementine and my 20-pound black cat Shamus. Lucy learned
how to pick ripe berries off the canes. Clem couldn't be choosy (being
so low to the ground). Shamus didn't care for berries. He came along
to keep the dogs in line. Lucy and Clem also enjoyed sweet corn. Lucy
would pick her own ear off the stalk. Clem, again due to her stature
deficit, would just uproot the whole stalk.

Cindy, in a semi-nostalgic mood

--
C.J. Fuller

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Cindy Hamilton said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Cindy Hamilton

Not really. And, anyway, for me "dead easy to grow" would
be something on the order of hiring a gardener to do it. ;-)
I'm not much into plants - I mean, I like them and all, but
I hate gardening. I did a tiny bit of it when I first moved
into my house and didn't have my arthritis yet. You know how
people plant maybe 2-3 tomato plants and then end up with
bushels of tomatoes that they can't even give away? Well,
I did that and got one tiny ripe tomato and about 3 unripe
ones that I picked just before the first frost, figuring
they were never going to get ripe! ;-)

I did have some luck for a few years with some red currants
but they got some disease and died. I like plants that you
can plant and ignore and they will bloom or produce fruit
forever after without any attention from me. House plants -
forget it. If they don't meow when they're thirsty I'm not
going to notice and they're going to shrivel up and die.
It's pretty pathetic.

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?
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BOBOBOnoBO® said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That is one of the best things in the world.

YCSTA! I had the last of them last night and it was
orgasmic!

So, now I'm thinking, "Why didn't I splurge and get
2 pints?" It's a 40 mile round trip to the farm market
and with the cost of gas it would cost me about $6 to
go out there again!!!! I was thinking about it on the
way in to work this morning and could have kicked myself
for not getting more while I was there.

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?
[email hidden]

Cindy Fuller said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That reminds me of home. During the summers I'd pick wild raspberries
of all colors and blackberries on my grandfather's farm.

Yeah, I did the same thing on the family farm where my
grandfather grew up. When I was a kid my 2 great aunts
lived there. They had wild or semi-wild blackberries,
red and yellow raspberries, red currants, blueberries.
They also had a couple of mulberry trees, one white and
one red, but I didn't really care for mulberries. They
seem to have no flavor at all. Their guinea hens roosted
in the mulberry trees. There were also elderberries from
which they made elderberry jelly and elderberry wine.

Quoted message said:

My trusty
part-Labrador retriever Lucy would accompany me, as would my mother's
basset hound Clementine and my 20-pound black cat Shamus. Lucy learned
how to pick ripe berries off the canes. Clem couldn't be choosy (being
so low to the ground). Shamus didn't care for berries. He came along
to keep the dogs in line. Lucy and Clem also enjoyed sweet corn. Lucy
would pick her own ear off the stalk. Clem, again due to her stature
deficit, would just uproot the whole stalk.

They sound like they,re related to my cat. I'm sure if she were
allowed outside she would learn to pick her own fruit. She loves
fruit. She also likes corn. Well, she like just about everything!

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?
[email hidden]

Kate Connally said:

Cindy Hamilton said:

On Jul 2, 4:38 pm, Kate Connally <[email hidden]> wrote:

Quoted message said:

Quoted message said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

Quoted message said:

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Quoted message said:

Cindy Hamilton

Not really. And, anyway, for me "dead easy to grow" would
be something on the order of hiring a gardener to do it. ;-)
I'm not much into plants - I mean, I like them and all, but
I hate gardening. I did a tiny bit of it when I first moved
into my house and didn't have my arthritis yet. You know how
people plant maybe 2-3 tomato plants and then end up with
bushels of tomatoes that they can't even give away? Well,
I did that and got one tiny ripe tomato and about 3 unripe
ones that I picked just before the first frost, figuring
they were never going to get ripe! ;-)

I did have some luck for a few years with some red currants
but they got some disease and died. I like plants that you
can plant and ignore and they will bloom or produce fruit
forever after without any attention from me. House plants -
forget it. If they don't meow when they're thirsty I'm not
going to notice and they're going to shrivel up and die.
It's pretty pathetic.

Well, raspberries like a little water the first year they're planted,
just like any plant, but after that they're pretty self-sufficient--
except
they're a lot easier to manage if you prune them. So you probably
should just keep going to Schramm's--they'll appreciate the
business.

I'm not a gung-ho gardener, either. I've got the raspberries, garlic,
and two tomato plants. I actually had to use the weedwhacker in the
vegetable garden last weekend, just to clean up the paths enough to
get in and pick the berries without being mosquito'd to death. One
of these years I'm going to mulch the paths, but the garden gate is
too narrow for the wheelbarrow. Bad planning there.

Cindy Hamilton

Kate Connally <[email hidden]> wrote in news:f6dlke$kko$1
@usenet01.srv.cis.pitt.edu:

Quoted message said:

Cindy Hamilton said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Cindy Hamilton

Not really. And, anyway, for me "dead easy to grow" would
be something on the order of hiring a gardener to do it. ;-)
I'm not much into plants - I mean, I like them and all, but
I hate gardening. I did a tiny bit of it when I first moved
into my house and didn't have my arthritis yet. You know how
people plant maybe 2-3 tomato plants and then end up with
bushels of tomatoes that they can't even give away? Well,
I did that and got one tiny ripe tomato and about 3 unripe
ones that I picked just before the first frost, figuring
they were never going to get ripe! ;-)

I did have some luck for a few years with some red currants
but they got some disease and died. I like plants that you
can plant and ignore and they will bloom or produce fruit
forever after without any attention from me. House plants -
forget it. If they don't meow when they're thirsty I'm not
going to notice and they're going to shrivel up and die.
It's pretty pathetic.

Kate

Look if I can grow raspberries and mint anybody can....my thumb isn't
green it's black...raspberries rate up there with rhubarb as one of the
easiest plants to ignore and will flourish.

--

The house of the burning beet-Alan

It'll be a sunny day in August, when the Moon will shine that night-
Elbonian Folklore

hahabogus said:

Kate Connally <[email hidden]> wrote in news:f6dlke$kko$1
@usenet01.srv.cis.pitt.edu:

Quoted message said:

Cindy Hamilton said:

On Jul 2, 4:38 pm, Kate Connally <[email hidden]> wrote:

>The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
>Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
>would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
>cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
>giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Cindy Hamilton

Not really. And, anyway, for me "dead easy to grow" would
be something on the order of hiring a gardener to do it. ;-)
I'm not much into plants - I mean, I like them and all, but
I hate gardening. I did a tiny bit of it when I first moved
into my house and didn't have my arthritis yet. You know how
people plant maybe 2-3 tomato plants and then end up with
bushels of tomatoes that they can't even give away? Well,
I did that and got one tiny ripe tomato and about 3 unripe
ones that I picked just before the first frost, figuring
they were never going to get ripe! ;-)

I did have some luck for a few years with some red currants
but they got some disease and died. I like plants that you
can plant and ignore and they will bloom or produce fruit
forever after without any attention from me. House plants -
forget it. If they don't meow when they're thirsty I'm not
going to notice and they're going to shrivel up and die.
It's pretty pathetic.

Kate

Look if I can grow raspberries and mint anybody can....my thumb isn't
green it's black...raspberries rate up there with rhubarb as one of the
easiest plants to ignore and will flourish.

Uh, I tried to grow rhubarb and it didn't make it. I did
get some the first couple of years but the slugs always got
to it. I even managed to buy some slug bait but always forgot
to put it out until it was way too late. And if I grew black
raspberries the plants would take over my yard and infest the
township property next to me and I would be fined for not cutting
it back. Pruning is not one of my things. Along with weeding
and watering and fertilizing (feeding). I have these mutant
daffodils that I planted when I first moved in. They need to
be fed but I can't be bothered. Now they are quite deformed,
the ones that still come up, that is. The tulips aren't
quite so bad, but they don't really look like they did the
first year. The only thing that grows well with no attention
so far is the rose mallow, however it has escaped the bed I
originally planted it in and is now volunteering everywhere
else. I don't mind. It's better than no flowers. ;-)

Kate
--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?
[email hidden]

Cindy Fuller said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That reminds me of home. During the summers I'd pick wild raspberries
of all colors and blackberries on my grandfather's farm. My trusty
part-Labrador retriever Lucy would accompany me, as would my mother's
basset hound Clementine and my 20-pound black cat Shamus. Lucy learned
how to pick ripe berries off the canes. Clem couldn't be choosy (being
so low to the ground). Shamus didn't care for berries. He came along
to keep the dogs in line. Lucy and Clem also enjoyed sweet corn. Lucy
would pick her own ear off the stalk. Clem, again due to her stature
deficit, would just uproot the whole stalk.

Cindy, in a semi-nostalgic mood

Nice story, Cindy. As a kid I'd pick wild blackberries and dewberries
out by the bayou near my grandparents' house in Louisiana. My friend
and I would take pots from my grandmother's kitched and a pocketfull
of rocks with us. The pots were for the beries. The rocks for the
snakes. I was in heaven. Wild berries are a gift.

My grandmother (her name was Nanaw, by the way) would make me a
cobbler with the berries anytime I asked. Man, was I spoiled.
--

modom

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"Kate Connally" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:

BOBOBOnoBO® said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That is one of the best things in the world.

YCSTA! I had the last of them last night and it was
orgasmic!

So, now I'm thinking, "Why didn't I splurge and get
2 pints?" It's a 40 mile round trip to the farm market
and with the cost of gas it would cost me about $6 to
go out there again!!!! I was thinking about it on the
way in to work this morning and could have kicked myself
for not getting more while I was there.

Kate

--
Kate Connally

We don't get good berries here in the desert. But next time you get some,
soak a handful overnight in a nice brandy, port or sweet wine. Brandy's
best. Just barely cover, and sweeten to taste. Sometimes I like it real
sweet, sometimes not. Pinot Grigio would be good. Pour brandied fruit over
cake or biscuit, top with whipped cream. Decadence!
Edrena, who has to berry in the freezer case

Cindy Hamilton said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Cindy Hamilton

Hi Cindy,

'It all depends'...

Where I grew up in PA, we used to go out around July 4 and pick dozens
of quarts of wild black rasperries. We ate all we could---which was a
lot, with 13 siblings---and Mom made preserves from the rest. We went
through 50 quarts or more of those preserves each year. Ambrosia!

Tried growing them about ten years ago, here in western KY. The
plants grew but no significant amount of fruit was ever produced.

I was amazed to find that almost no one in this end of KY, or in
eastern KY, or in the area of GA (Athens) where I've lived had ever
heard of black raspberries. "Y'all mean 'blackberries', don'tcha?"
[No, no, no, nononononNO! A world of difference!!]

Best -- terry

Terry said:

Where I grew up in PA, we used to go out around July 4 and pick dozens
of quarts of wild black rasperries. We ate all we could---which was a
lot, with 13 siblings---and Mom made preserves from the rest. We went
through 50 quarts or more of those preserves each year. Ambrosia!

I am in PA. What I find amazing is the seemingly popular idea that
unless it comes from the frozen food section or an industrial restaurant
you can't eat it.

We ride our mountain bikes on trails. Many have lots of blackberry
bushes. We will stop to eat them and then the usual result is people
will stop and ask "what are they?", "you are nuts eating those?" etc.

The berries are late this year because the weather has been cooler. The
really [censored] blackberries that ripen first are still green.

Quoted message said:

Tried growing them about ten years ago, here in western KY. The
plants grew but no significant amount of fruit was ever produced.

I was amazed to find that almost no one in this end of KY, or in
eastern KY, or in the area of GA (Athens) where I've lived had ever
heard of black raspberries. "Y'all mean 'blackberries', don'tcha?"
[No, no, no, nononononNO! A world of difference!!]

Best -- terry

Terry said:

On Mon, 02 Jul 2007 13:45:10 -0700, Cindy Hamilton

Quoted message said:

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

Quoted message said:

I picked a couple of quarts out of my raspberry patch yesterday.
Probably will get a couple more quarts Wednesday. They're
dead easy to grow--do you have any space?

Quoted message said:

Cindy Hamilton

Hi Cindy,

'It all depends'...

Where I grew up in PA, we used to go out around July 4 and pick dozens
of quarts of wild black rasperries. We ate all we could---which was a
lot, with 13 siblings---and Mom made preserves from the rest. We went
through 50 quarts or more of those preserves each year. Ambrosia!

Tried growing them about ten years ago, here in western KY. The
plants grew but no significant amount of fruit was ever produced.

I was amazed to find that almost no one in this end of KY, or in
eastern KY, or in the area of GA (Athens) where I've lived had ever
heard of black raspberries. "Y'all mean 'blackberries', don'tcha?"
[No, no, no, nononononNO! A world of difference!!]

Well, I figured if the farm market near Kate could grow them, then she
could.

Cindy Hamilton

modom (palindrome guy) said:

Cindy Fuller said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

Kate Connally said:

The black raspberries are in so I drove out to Schramm's
Farm Market and got a pint. (If I could have afforded it I
would have bought all they had!) Anyway, I got some heavy
cream on the way home and for dessert last night I had a
giant bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Yum!

That reminds me of home. During the summers I'd pick wild raspberries
of all colors and blackberries on my grandfather's farm. My trusty
part-Labrador retriever Lucy would accompany me, as would my mother's
basset hound Clementine and my 20-pound black cat Shamus. Lucy learned
how to pick ripe berries off the canes. Clem couldn't be choosy (being
so low to the ground). Shamus didn't care for berries. He came along
to keep the dogs in line. Lucy and Clem also enjoyed sweet corn. Lucy
would pick her own ear off the stalk. Clem, again due to her stature
deficit, would just uproot the whole stalk.

Cindy, in a semi-nostalgic mood

Nice story, Cindy. As a kid I'd pick wild blackberries and dewberries
out by the bayou near my grandparents' house in Louisiana. My friend
and I would take pots from my grandmother's kitched and a pocketfull
of rocks with us. The pots were for the beries. The rocks for the
snakes. I was in heaven.

When we went blackberry pickin' we wore my great uncle's
old work clothes - long sleeved shirts and long pants -
and put large rubber bands on the pants legs at our
ankles to keep the poison ivy out. The long sleeves
were for the same reason. We would take all manner of
pots and pans and buckets, whatever we could find, to
hold the berries. When we got back we scrubbed our
hands and faces with brown laundry soap (you know,
the old-fashioned stuff that came in a bar) to remove
and possible poison ivy contamination. We were all
allergic, but I was especially so. We didn't worry about
snakes, although we had various kinds in the area - garter
snakes, black snakes, milk snakes, etc. Nothing poisonous
except a possible copperhead but no one ever saw any around
where we lived. Besides, I loved, still, love snakes.
But I was the only one in the family who did. ;-)

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?
[email hidden]