Every year, when the blueberries and strawberries first hit the markets in all their big, sweet, juicy glory in the early months of summer, I experience the same feeling: I just can’t bear to bake or make them into anything. I shovel cartons and cartons into my cart, visions of blueberry pie and strawberry shortcake dancing happily in my head, and then I get home and I just…eat the whole carton in one sitting. The goodness of plain, unadulterated berries is just too powerful, and I cave easily, with stained hands and a happy heart.
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