show and tell: sunday summer berries
This time last year, I shared pictures of our summer berry harvest for show and tell. Our wild blackberry bushes fruit like crazy during these last weeks of summer. It makes all those unruly brambles and thorns worthwhile.
Berry time is a wonderful time of year around here, because it means… pancakes!
On Sunday morning, I head out back with a bowl and begin harvesting. It reminds me of picking berries as a kid, when we’d walk around the neighborhood and stuff our faces until the bowl was nearly empty and our fingers were purple and I felt sick.
The fullest fattest berries plump with juice are the sweetest. I try to pick only the ripest ones, and leave the rest for another day.
Don’t mind the tiny spider on the close-up below — they’re organic!
I leave the best ones in tact, then puree the rest with a splash of lemon (to preserve, though lime is good too) and some agave syrup (for texture and to counter the tartness).
Then I make M really, really happy and cook up some buttermilk whole wheat pancakes. (Ever seen a grown man beg?)
Need I say more? Mmmmm…
p.s. the berry sauce is also really delicious on fresh peaches, ice cream, or anything really.