At 6:30 this evening Mom, Dad, and I headed out to Crystal Spring Farm. This is the farm that has the CSA program. That's community supported agriculture for all you poor uninformed and un-fruitified people.
Yes! There is fruit! Specifically strawberries. Fresh, juicy, eat from the plant ripe strawberries. We plundered, raped, and generally decimated those bushes. Dad guesses that we got about ten or twelve pints and now Mom is saying at least nine quarts.
When we got home Beth deloused, I beheaded, and Dad disemboweled. To normal, sane people this translates to washing, de-stemming, and chopping. (I have a disturbed imagination, especially when I cook.) Most of it will be frozen with sugar, but some was mashed into teeny, tiny pieces and will later be made into jam. I can't wait.
The most beautiful part of all this is that Sunday we get to do it All Over Again! And again on Tuesday and Friday and...
I hope the fruits and veggi-ta-bulls don't decide to revolute. It would be quite, quite gruesome.