Just a short photo post about some wonderfully tasty and beautiful blueberries I bought a few days ago. A little old man came into work on Tuesday with a small cooler. He greeted us a good afternoon and said he was there on business and would like to know if we were interested. Before we could say anything, he opened the cooler and removed a ziplock of huge, beautiful blueberries. We of course all fumbled over what we were going to say and replaced it with a jumble of pleased and hungry noises. He then went on to tell us about his berries. “I guess you could call them organic… because I don’t do anything to them. They are there on my land, I prune them back in the fall, them pick them in the summer, that’s it. And always fresh, never frozen. Better looking, and tasting I can imagine, than those nasty, wrinkled, tiny blue things in the supermarket. And I always back my product- if you don’t like them, I’ll give you your money back. So, what do you say? I’m selling pints for $2.75 each.” Wow! You can’t get a pint in the grocery store, let alone organic, for that amount! I bought two, some to enjoy and others for a couple batches of blueberry muffins. They of course were wonderfully juicy and delicious and made amazing muffins! He ever came back yesterday to check up on us to see if we had any qualms! The guy doesn’t have any “u-pick” operation set up, doesn’t bring them to farmers markets, but has about 100 bushes! He just thinks all that is too much work. So he enjoys them, as does his family, and when he feels up to it, he picks them then goes around the neighborhood selling them door to door! What an old fashion treat that was!
So here you are, beautiful, big, juicy, and delicious photos. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a real homemade blueberry muffin, let alone one that oozes a sweet purple blueberry juice all over you when you bite into a warm one! I’ll be bringing a batch home to Maine this weekend to share with my family, I hope they enjoy, I know my husband and I did!