Ruby Ripples
Dis Member
Reading a post that Jersey made on Brandi's Raspberries thread, brought up a memory I have from when I was seven yrs old. We had relatives who lived in Blairgowrie, a small town which was famous for its raspberry growing. Scottish raspberries were very popular, as we don't have a long summer here, and not a lot of sunshine. So the raspberries take longer to form, they arent huge and water filled from lots of sun and rain, instead they are smallish and intensely sweet... heaven! Just wish I could some like that nowadays, all the ones in the supermarkets are pink and sour, ugh.
We were staying with these relatives one time and I recall thinking there could be nowhere more wonderful to live, as there were about 20 long rows of rasp bushes. My sisters and I were told that we could eat as many raspberries as we could pick
and so of course we shot out to do just that! I recall taking much longer than my sisters, then walking over to the table in the garden,that everyone was sitting around. We each had a bowl and my sisters had loads in theirs, but i only had a small pile in mine. I was a bit miffed when my great aunt looked in my bowl and started laughing, then showed the other adults. I didn't realise at that time of course, but it was because I had selected only the fattest, purplest,almost over ripe berries, which were so delicious that they already tasted like they had sugar and cream in them! The adults found it hilarious that a seven yr old realised quality over quantity. :happy:
My first actual food rather than foodee memory though was when i was three yrs old and on holiday at a hotel in Devon, England. My breakfast porridge tasted strange and I told my mum. She had asked the hotel staff not to put sugar in our porridge (the English way) but forgot to tell them to put a bit of salt instead (the proper way). I can still clearly remember the taste of that porridge, and sitting at the table, my chin just at the table top level.
What are your very first foodee memories, and/or food memories?
We were staying with these relatives one time and I recall thinking there could be nowhere more wonderful to live, as there were about 20 long rows of rasp bushes. My sisters and I were told that we could eat as many raspberries as we could pick
and so of course we shot out to do just that! I recall taking much longer than my sisters, then walking over to the table in the garden,that everyone was sitting around. We each had a bowl and my sisters had loads in theirs, but i only had a small pile in mine. I was a bit miffed when my great aunt looked in my bowl and started laughing, then showed the other adults. I didn't realise at that time of course, but it was because I had selected only the fattest, purplest,almost over ripe berries, which were so delicious that they already tasted like they had sugar and cream in them! The adults found it hilarious that a seven yr old realised quality over quantity. :happy:My first actual food rather than foodee memory though was when i was three yrs old and on holiday at a hotel in Devon, England. My breakfast porridge tasted strange and I told my mum. She had asked the hotel staff not to put sugar in our porridge (the English way) but forgot to tell them to put a bit of salt instead (the proper way
). I can still clearly remember the taste of that porridge, and sitting at the table, my chin just at the table top level.What are your very first foodee memories, and/or food memories?
