Every summer I take the kids to a farm nearby. We pick a ton of fresh produce and come home and eat it. There really is nothing quite like picking your produce off the vine or digging it out the ground and eating it within a few hours. It’s the way God meant for us to eat. Even though I love the fresh, delicious food, taking the kids to U-pick farms is a mixed bag for me. On the one hand, it teaches them about where their food comes from, how it’s grown and a huge appreciation for nature. The taste can’t be beat. They’ve become extraordinarily adventerous with food. They will eat any fruit, vegetable or herb. However. Yes, it’s a big however. The problem is always what happens after we go to the farm.

Today we came home with seven pounds of carrots and two and a half flats of blackberries. After one trip last summer we came home with TWENTY FIVE POUNDS OF POTATOES! You don’t even know the pressure I feel. I called Steve at the office and simply said: I hope you like carrots. He burst out laughing and started listing off carrot dishes like Forest Gump: carrot soup, carrot stew, carrot gumbo- “What about carrot cake?!” I demanded.

Last summer I made blackberry crisps, blackberry pies, blackberry cobbler, blackberry pancakes, blackberry smoothies, and blackberry jam…..

So if you’ve got a recipe for blackberries or carrots, please oh please, dear internet, put it in the comments. I need recipes, people. I got carrots and blackberries comin’ out the wazoo…… ;D