If you were to ask me what I did this week, I wouldn’t have too much to report, quite frankly. Work, go home, wash clothes, pit cherries, pick up CSA box, pit cherries, cook, pit cherries. The theme, you see, is that I pitted a hella lotta cherries. Hubs seems to think that’s really funny; talking about cherries seems to make boys laugh. But when you find them being offered for $2.50 a pound, you really do feel inclined to load up and by load up, I mean fill up two big ol’ buckets worth of self-picked Michigan sweet cherries. Bada bing, bada boom! Fortunately, the weather was great and we had 4 pickers, because I’m quite certain that for every 5 cherries I picked, one ended up in my mouth rather than the bucket (if you look closely, you can see the red stains on my fingers – busted!)…...
