This week I learned about sour cherries. I didn't really know about them.
I read that someone had sour cherries to pick this week, and I was in!
I've been meaning to go pick berries with Malia for a couple of summers now, but kept missing the windows of opportunity.
So this time, I went for it!
Apparently, sour cherries are soft and bruise easily.
For this reason, they don't travel well and are not shipped.
So you really can only find them for about three weeks a year.
They are very tart and I heard they make great pies and jam.
My little helper (Malia), who was a great help in picking (the branches were low to the ground and she was so excited and talked my ear off the whole time) and I picked a little more than 2 quarts.
Other than being frightened by a cat, dog, and lawnmower (which lead to a skinned knee), she did great.
She loved the chickens.
This was my pitting station yesterday afternoon.
Here's my little picker sucking down the "juice" left at the end.
Her and Josie both downed these cherries, even though they were pretty tart.
I've been eating quite a few too.
Most of the cherries went into a pie!
I must say, it's the best cherry pie I've ever eaten by far.
I've only made one other cherry pie with fresh cherries before, and those were from the store and mixed with a canned filling.
I think I've become a fan of the sour cherries.
This was Nate's portion. :)
Tonight after dinner I watched Josie and Malia literally chow down on their cherry pie treat and scrape their plates with their spoons to get every last lick. It was so satisfying to know that it was something that came together from tree to plate in one day. With Malia's help. I am a crust snob, too, and can't seem to let myself settle for a store-bought crust. I know everybody says they taste the same, but I just don't agree!
If you ever want a 4-ingredient so simple crust recipe that I use every time (sooo good), just ask.
It's really, really easy.