When I was very little I used to go with my family to our church farm and pick fruit and vegetables. I was pretty young so its hard to say if my memories of those days are real or constructed from the stories I've been told. Regardless, I "remember" those outings fondly and wanted my boys to have a similar experience.
About an hour's drive from DC in just about any direction you will find yourself smack in the middle of farm country. Beautiful, lush, green fields as far as the eye can see overflowing with all manner of produce. We selected a farm boasting all our favorites, corn, peaches, apples, raspberries, blackberries and tomatoes and set off on a picking extravaganza.
Despite checking the weather endlessly and being assured we would miss any rain by miles and hours, we were not so lucky. We got caught in a torrential downpour. But, our plans to pick prevailed and we trudged through the mud and rain filling our buckets and boxes to overflowing with...
7 and 1/2 cups of delicious red raspberries. We probably picked even more than that considering how many bypassed our receptacles completely on their way to our mouths. It was wet. Too wet to venture into other fields beyond the raspberry rows, but the boys had a great time, so I'd say it was a successful day all around.
In case you're wondering, 7 and 1/2 cups is A LOT of raspberries and for the last 2 weeks we have been stuffing ourselves on Raspberry Crumble (my favorite of all the recipes we tried),
Raspberry Scones (these were so easy to make and a hit will all the males in my household, I don't know why I've never made them before),
Raspberry Cream Pie (made with sour cream and topped with, in this case, a slightly overdone crumble crust), and
Raspberry Blueberry Pie because, if you can imagine, we ran out of raspberries. If you're hungry, we might still have some pie we'd be happy to share, come on by.