If you've picked one strawberry, you've picked them all. Or at least it feels like it when you go to Froberg's Farm where every strawberry was ripe and red and delicious. It's another one of those Spring Break trips that everyone in the area takes which is obvious from the hour long wait we had in a car line just to get to the farm itself.
The kids and I make this trip every year, usually with our friends, the Grooms. They were unable to go this time around, so Kenny got to experience it for the first time, which from the picture, you can see he was really into it. He was a big help though- waiting in line for 20 minutes for sausage on a stick, holding Lanie when she fell and skinned her knee, carrying all the groceries, and taking pictures so I could actually be in one. So he's invited back every year.
Now of course we have 13 pounds of strawberries. And thirteen pounds is a lot. You can only make so many smoothies and strawberry shortcake. So if you have any great uses for strawberries, please forward recipes. If not, the kids are begging to have a lemonade & strawberry & cookie & garage sale and I don't think I have the energy for that.
And if you don't have any great recipes, but just really want some free strawberries minus the Froberg Farm ritual, I can help you out with that too. Just come on by - we're happy to share - and it'll be a berry good day.
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