**for my card today, scroll to the below post**
But in my defense, the farmer's market failed us. Or at least the vendor I chose did.
You see, on Saturday, I made the trek from my home in the 'hood to the north to pick up my bestest buddy and make our way to the St. Albert farmer's market, where I decided to pick up some blackberries (along with the piles of fruit, veggies & baked goods I also snagged). Well, she'd never had a blackberry, always a little frightened by their odd appearance. Having learned that I'd inspired her to try pluots, I told her to go ahead & try a blackberry from my tray before the man bagged them up for me. She thought it was good enough to pick up her own tray, so we both shared the discount of multiple purchases.
Well, I just finished eating some and I must say, what a disappointment. They were brutal. Honestly, bitter little things that made me pucker and squint my eyes. I like supporting local growers, but I've had blackberries that were much better from Costco. Yep. I said it. I've had better produce mass produced and trucked in. I'm sorry. I'll sit in the corner now. I just had to get that off my chest...and apologize for what are probably some barely edible little buggers.
(thanks wikipedia for the photo)