How to make wild raspberry dessert
Wake up in the morning to a happy husband, a well-rested niece and a smiling baby. Snuggle the baby. Play and roll around with her on the floor. Put her in her high chair so she can feed herself blueberry puffs. Hear your husband say, “Man, it would be nice to have a blueberry muffin right now.” Remember you have blueberries in the fridge.
Locate a blueberry muffin recipe with the help of your niece. Preheat the oven and read the directions while your niece mixes up the ingredients. Think that maybe bacon and eggs would go good with fresh blueberry muffins. Because you always have bacon in the house.
Proceed with the bacon cooking while blueberry muffins bake.
Crack and fry some perfectly over easy eggs. Find a double yolker. Declare it good luck.
Pour some orange juice, put the baby in her high chair, make a plate and gather around the table. Declare that Martha Stewart has nothing on you.
Hear Pops say something about all the raspberries out in the pasture. Decide that they can’t all go to the birds.
Put the dishes in the sink pull on your jeans and boots. Strap the baby to your chest, douse skin in bug spray and sunscreen and head out the door with your niece and the dogs. Declare it a beautiful morning. Declare that it’s sort of hot though.
Peel your eyes for raspberries. Locate raspberries in the thorny brush below where the juneberries, bullberries and chokecherries grow. Watch the dogs disappear in and out of the brush patches chasing phantom rabbits and birds and taking a break from the heat. Find it funny.
(Chicken dinner for you if you can spot Dolly down there…)
Send the niece in to the deep brush to get the fat berries.
Check your back pocket for the baggie you brought along. Realize you dropped it somewhere. Take off your hat. Decide that will do.
Pick a berry. Eat a berry. Put a berry in the hat. Swat a fly. Pull a thorn. Pick a berry. Eat a Berry. Put a berry in the hat.
Repeat Step 9 like a hundred or so times.
Check to make sure the baby strapped to your chest isn’t eating the berries too. Pick up the toy she dropped in the thick brush for the third time.
Wipe the sweat. Pick a thorn out of the niece’s hand. Eat a berry. Check your stash. Wonder if that’s enough to make anything. Declare it officially hot out now. Eat a berry. Climb the hill to the teepee rings to catch some breeze.
Realize the baby dropped the toy again and now it’s out in the wild pasture to be found 100 years from now, along with all Pops’ missing gloves and tools.
Head back to the house, noticing the beautiful wildflowers along the way.
Strip off your clothes and check for ticks. Strip off the baby’s clothes and check for ticks. Put her on the floor to play.
Rinse the berries.
Eat a few more
Look up some recipes online for raspberry dessert, trying for the perfect concoction that doesn’t interfere with the integrity of the raspberry.
Eat a couple more raspberries.
Deny every suggested recipe found…
Decide that there is no dessert you can make that tastes as good as a wild raspberry itself.
Eat more raspberries
Have lunch. Put the baby down for a nap. Putz around the house. Wait for Husband to get home..
Give the baby a bath. Put her in her robe. Decide she looks like an adorable old man. Feed her something yummy. Rock her to sleep.
Grill brats. Eat on the deck.
Leave the dishes for the husband.
Declare it a beautiful night.
Listen to your niece tell you stories and wonder where the time went and when she grew up so quickly.
Head back to the barn. Let the horses out. Walk to the house. Strip down. Check for ticks.
Eat some raspberries.
Declare it a good day.
Sleep tight. Good night.