I've had a love affair with the blueberry since childhood. One of my first nicknames was blueberry buns. Blueberries and I had a short lived falling out when I was in middle childhood and was bothered by mushy tartness. Then I discovered the joy of eating frozen berries straight from the freezer. They were a favorite after school snack in high school, along with Nestle Crunch bars melted in the microwave and eaten with a spoon.
I've stopped snacking on melted chocolate bars - why I'm not sure - but blueberries are here to stay. Frozen or not.
Sunday I picked blueberries for two hours. I'm afraid I went a week too early, and I didn't end up with as many as I hoped for. There were so many berries just on the edge of ripening.
Frozen blueberries are the one food I put up that's gone at the beginning of winter. I may just have to go back to the fields next week.