think of a cherry jolly rancher.
that is exactly what these taste like when cooked with sugar.
the cherry tree was here when we moved in 5 years ago. the kids spent some time one morning picking with jerry. then they washed and sorted them in the baby pool. strainers from china town and the old pool skimmer came in handy.
the other years most cherries had worms in them. this meant pitting every. single. one. by hand. we thought this year would be the same, but once we started the washing/sorting process, we realized there were almost no wormy cherries. in fact, i haven’t found one myself.
if i am honest with myself (and you), i had a moment of believing this was a miracle. bent over the bucket of cherries, i felt a child-like wonder: didn’t these all have worms a moment ago? did all the rotten ones disappear? is it because i committed myself to pitting each one by hand that i am experiencing the reward of wormless cherries?
regardless of answers (which i am done looking for these days), we celebrated this turn of events.
the kids were begging for turns to use the pitter…it is satisfying!
so far we’ve had cherry sauce for waffles and cherry pie for dessert. micah has finished the cherry sauce plain (nearly 2 cups) and there are more cherries waiting on the tree. blessed be.