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Hellbent for Berries

Worth Every Battle

July 6, 2022 | 4:27 PM
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By Lese Dunton

The only bad thing about a raspberry is remembering how to spell it. Everything else about the berry is perfect.

I first encountered raspberries in my father’s garden. He loved when his children would join him there. Delving into the raspberry bushes involved standing out in the hot sun and bravely facing the dangers of buzzing bees and prickly branches.

Even under these harsh conditions, my brothers and I took the challenge. Once we saw the bright little red colors beckoning us forward, there was no turning back. I mean, you could turn back, but then you’d be the only one empty-handed on the way home. I was determined to go forth into the battlefield of berries and emerge victorious. It was important to take it one step at a time. Then reach out with trust.

Despite the fear of bee stings in the summer heat and getting scratches on my arms and legs, I was able to touch the berries one by one to decide if they were ripe for the picking. Dad said they should just fall right off, don’t pull too hard. Good advice.

We’d walk home single file on the narrow dirt path covered by a shady canopy of dark green trees, carrying our baskets of bounty back to the cozy kitchen. The counter was above our heads so we couldn’t quite see what Dad was doing, but from experience we had a pretty good idea.

Yes! He handed us each a bowl of vanilla ice cream, fresh from the freezer, with our still-warm-from-the-sun raspberries all over it. We were stunned every time. Speechless. How could Dad create such an incredible gift for us? What a brilliant idea. Cold and warm at the same time, with the perfect blend of sweetness.

Everyone got quiet, each indulging in our own private bliss, as we ate up the fruits of our labor. It was one of the few times there was no talking among us, no discussions or arguments of any kind. You could only hear the sound of spoons clinking on bowls and sometimes a simple, “Mm-hmm.” It was well worth going into the hot battle of bees and bushes for such a delicious reward.

Now living in New York City, I have a different kind of fruitful scene. Raspberry season, along with free outdoor concerts and dancing, makes summer in the city not only bearable, but beautiful.

The sidewalks are filled with fruit and vegetable stands on almost every corner it seems. Now the struggle for victory involves overcrowded streets and sticky humidity, but that’s nothing compared to the little red treasures in a box at such a reasonable cost. You could pay $2 – $4, depending. Sometimes as low as a dollar, but I would advise against it; the berries might turn out to be mushy disappointments with bits of mold.

“Raspberries are always popular, but this year more than ever,” Salim says.

Of course that never happens at my favorite stand on the corner of West 68th Street and Columbus Avenue where the fruit is always fresh thanks to its seller named Salim. I don’t know how he handles so many customers at once, spinning around and smiling at every turn.

“A woman comes here every day and gets 20 boxes of raspberries. She has a big family,” says Salim. “Another guy gets them for his business. Raspberries are always popular, but this year more than ever.”

The boxes arrive from places like California, Oregon, and Washington State, but as with all good seasons, it must end. There comes a day when the supply is abruptly cut off. I’m always shocked and saddened each year. “Are you sure? Will there be any more shipments coming?” I ask all the sidewalk sellers. They shake their heads no. That’s it, over.

That’s why, these days, I’m immersed in the consumption of coconut yogurt with raspberries on top.

Or savoring them one by one.

Soon I vow to make cream pie. The recipe says it’s easy.

I have fought for the joy of raspberries my whole life. I suggest you do the same. If you run out of time, that’s okay. All good seasons replenish.

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Neil Hamill
Neil Hamill
2 years ago

I want to eat raspberries now. You deserved your award. You would make a great spokesperson for the raspberry growers.

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Phoebe
Phoebe
2 years ago

My favorite fruit! Good advice here, too. Or just eat them as soon as you get home. (I always feel bad for the fruit that gets left behind:(

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JCT
JCT
2 years ago

We had a huge raspberry patch at our country house. One Sunday, while driving back to the city, I said to my husband, “Well I guess that was the last of the raspberries this year.” We heard a loud wailing coming from our 3-year old daughter in the backseat. We were alarmed that something was very wrong with her, but she was crying about the end of raspberry season!

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Peter
Peter
2 years ago

The Fruit Stand at 68th Street and Columbus Avenue, mentioned in the article, is my favorite. I frequently walk the half mile round trip to buy there. But I must take issue with the comment about the raspberries bought there not being mushy or moldy. On a number of occasions they were just that – moldy or mushy. Which is why I seldom buy raspberries anymore unless I can open and inspect the container.

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Patty
Patty
2 years ago

Salim is the best! Always busy but always friendly! The only place we buy our produce.

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Sarah
Sarah
2 years ago

I ate a lot of raspberry-topped home-made panna cotta in the first pandemic summer.

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Elizabeth
Elizabeth
2 years ago

Raspberries are delicious but more than that they are very healthy. I eat them every day with yogurt or in a bowl of oatmeal. They contain compounds that fight cancer. Since I was diagnosed with cancer I changed my diet and eat lots of
berries and spinach. Lots of vegetables and fruit can make a difference. An added benefit is I lost 30 pounds! Blackberries are delicious too!

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