Funny, my grandfather had the same at his cottage near the beach when I was growing up. I'll always remember picking them each morning to put on my cereal and eat breakfast outside on the back deck. Every time I eat one of my own, I get flashbacks.
Good times.
I get the flashback too! Just thought about it right after I posted when I threw one of those delicious red berries into my mouth. Takes me right back to my childhood at my grandfather's.
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We grow our own.
Raspberries, that is.
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I get the flashback too! Just thought about it right after I posted when I threw one of those delicious red berries into my mouth. Takes me right back to my childhood at my grandfather's.
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