Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Cherry Processing (a.k.a. Purgatory)

Whoever said that life was a bowl of cherries accurately assessed the fact that life can be arduous, dull, and messy.
Pitting and drying a mountain of cherries is not for the faint hearted (or the epicures, for that matter).
Fresh cherries are so-o-o-o-o good, and so are the frozen ones, but when they have been depleted of their moisture, (not to mention their attractiveness) they aren't the most appetizing. So why are we hoarding them like paranoid hamsters? Maybe because the idea of free fruit is way too tempting to keep from hauling home any less than 200 pounds. *sigh* I wonder if a cherry diet does anything for one's outlook on life?

7 comments:

Raja-Man said...

200 pounds!!!wow....hey,my frinds in kallispell also got around 200 pounds of cherries free....hmmmm......nice pic of you for your profile hobbit....cool sunglasses

Frizz said...

Hamsters....? I was thinking more along the lines of squirrels, because you know that's all we really are.

MennoGirl said...

Which friends? We ran into Tyler R. at the orchard, but I'm not sure who else has been there.

Raja-Man said...

oh..you probably don't know them..the Hemingways...they go to CBC...we stay with them every time we go to MT

MennoGirl said...

You bet I know them!! I'm not that diconnected!

Raja-Man said...

oh....i'm sorry...i had no idea...wow...you haven't posted in like a week hobbit...this must be the work of some outside force..

Nim said...

Ooo, sometime I'd like to pick cherries!