It’s the end of strawberry season and I hide my tears with err a strawberry of course. Funny enough I only started eating strawberries a few years ago. Now I eat strawberries every day to compensate for the many summers without them. The texture of the little black dots gave me the chills. With age taste changes, now raspberries go down like ice cream on a hot summer day. Luckily raspberry season starts at the end of the strawberry season. Which I was told, is now.
Raspberries, watch out!