When Florida strawberries arrive in my grocery store, I can hardly contain myself. It's like having a little piece of home right in my kitchen. And I think they taste 100 times better than the berries from California, but that's another story. In fact, that makes me think of a funny story...
This is a total sidebar, but a few years ago, I sat next to (what I thought was) a regular ol' senior citizen at the Georgia Chamber of Commerce legislative session kick-off breakfast. I couldn't really understand much of what the old man was saying, but I did pick up that he was talking about states in the southeast and their produce (random, right?!) I dove right in to the convo and told him that being a Florida girl, I was disappointed that I couldn't find my Florida strawberries in my grocery store at the time. After the conversation went on for awhile, the old man was whisked away to another table...and a guest at the table politely told me that the old man I was talking to was the Georgia Ag Commissioner. Great. I'm sure he loved my comment about Florida produce. Glad I didn't get fired.
Anyway, all of that to say...I took L&M strawberry picking this week at the University of Georgia Co-Op Extension Farm in Savannah. While Georgia strawberries can't rival their big brother in Florida (I can say that now that I'm not chatting with the Commish), it was still a fun morning and the girls had a great time!
Now, I need to break out my Florida Strawberry Festival cookbook and figure out what to do with three pounds of berries. :)
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