I popped into Bellis in Holt to buy some compost, together with a few flowering pots of this and that in the garden centre on Monday and, blissfully, their own-grown raspberries and strawberries have arrived. The taste of summer.
Raspberries are my favourites, but the strawberries, small and firm, are wonderful too, and both are being picked in the morning. Super fresh. If you are tempted by the strawberries, do go early. On Monday they had sold out by 11am on Monday and although yesterday I was there at about 1015, they were vanishing fast.
Yesterday I bought a punnet of raspberries for myself and one each of raspberries and strawberries for my father. By this morning, I had eaten the entire punnet of raspberries without any accessorizing (no sugar, no cream, no anything), and they were truly heavenly – sweet but with a tiny hint of sharpness. I had the restraint not to eat the ones I had bought for Dad, but it took every ounce of self-discipline that I had 🙂
Dad had his raspberries in the evening with crème fraiche, which I can also recommend. The slightly tart edge to the crème fraiche is a perfect complement to the sweetness of the fruit, less heavy and rich than ordinary cream, a visual delight and an absolute party on the taste buds.
I have been grazing on some of the strawberries this morning, much like I did on Smarties as a child, but there are plenty left over for a small dessert this evening. Bliss.