Summer’s Wild Raspberries

For years there was one thing that I missed most about my childhood.  That was being able to pick fresh raspberries from our home in Canada.  They defined the official start of summer and good times were sure to follow with my loving grandparents.

What I never expected was that they can be found all over Westchester, NY!

fresh picked raspberries in NY

To my utmost delight, when I moved here a few years ago from my apartment in Brooklyn, I discovered that my new digs were surrounded by a briar.  I have only been brave enough to pick from the edges of the patch.  It is thick and I don’t have the right gear to wander deeper into its depths.  However, that doesn’t stop the local fauna from having their stab at it!

A deer caught in the act eating my garden

I am so smitten with this fruit that I try not to introduce too many other flavors when preparing them.  Just a little bit of cream (or half-n-half) to coat them. Plus, a little chopped mint from the garden.  Let them chill in the fridge for about an hour so that the flavors macerate.  That’s it.  Simple and delicious!!!

 

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