Cherry Time.

Cherries. I didn’t eat my first cherry until sometime in my early or mid-twenties. Man, I was missing out. Since then I have been in love with cherries of all kinds. Every year I attempt to make a pilgrimage to some cherry farm to get my fix of sweet cherries. Because I live in Los Angeles. So the only way I can find a fresh sour cherry is to win the cherry lottery. I found them once. Two years ago. At Whole Foods. I spent a small fortune buying as many as I could and freezing what I could not use fresh. They ran out soon enough and I’ve missed them. I have a few leads for next year though, so we’ll see.

Sweet cherries it is then. 🙂

The darkest of Bings.
The darkest of Bings.

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