Fingerberries
Raspberries, raspberries, raspberries.
How I do love fresh raspberries.
We used to have a raspberry patch in or back yard that was at least 15 by 20 feet and the first week two weeks of July were raspberry heaven as we filled every conceivable bowl we could get our hands on full of the delectable morsels.
So I was a tiny bit mortified when Zoe and Eleni seemed disinterested in the raspberries I picked up today at the local farmer's market. Disinterested, that is, until they discovered the fabulous finger-toy potential of this tasty snack. Now they can't get enough.
Eleni has officially dubbed them "fingerberries."
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