Sunday, June 10, 2007

First strawberries of summer

I always try to catch that first elusive taste of an English strawberry. It's so subtle, vanishing as it melts in your mouth. These tiny little berries pack a small explosion of it - and you have another and another...until the whole punnet is gone. Even better go out to the all-you-can-pick place on the old Roman Road and get them fresh off the plant in the benign English sun or drenched from the quiet rain.

6 comments:

Lyrical Lemongrass said...

This is turning into a food blog. :-P The pic looks soo lurvely (as Eliza Doolittle would say).

WokandSpoon said...

The strawberries look almost perfect!

msiagirl said...

Mr G was anxious to have his breakfast and i said, no, you have to take picture first! Aiyah, maybe I am turning into a bit of a foodblogger! There are worse things, right?

Lee Ping said...

Your strawberries look fresh. I was told the local Oregon strawberries are sweeter than California strawberries. I need to buy some from local Farmer's Market and compare it myself.

p/s My kids all now know, Mommie has to take photos before they can start eating.

Anonymous said...

Wonder how an English strawberry tastes, compared to the ones in US-California. Hmmm....

msiagirl said...

These english ones somehow seem distinctly different to me, it is not only the sweetness, but the aroma and the melt-in-mouthness texture of them which is unusual.

I lived in the States for a while, though not on the West coast, and the strawberries seemed no different! Local is always better though - airmiles and sitting around in warehouses to awful things to food. Sorry, on soapbox!!