I was sent to an assignment near a blueberry farm in the northeast section of Watauga County. Everyone was late. I feasted. My gluttony reminded me of the little girl named Sal in Blueberries for Sal that I read so often when I was young and which I often read to my own children. I just hoped that I didn't run into a bear .
The berries up here a big and sweet. It isn't a banner year, but I'll live. The blackberries and huckleberries will ripen in another week. Do you have any special berry recipes that you would care to share?
