(Photo - Yellow Cherries)
I ate my first basket of olalaberries today.
One at a time.
In three minutes.
I wanted to be slow and savor the flavor, their texture, the scent. But after the first one I unapologetically whipped them down.
The berries, in green pulp paper baskets, resembled long blackberries. Each one the size of a deep thimble and round as a silver wedding ring.
They tasted smooth, not too sweet. They tasted like early morning, the first sunshine over the ridge.
I've had olalaberry jam, olalaberry scones but in my grocery store days I'd never seen olalaberries in the flesh. I thought they were make believe.
Until today when I ate them, alone, unadorned with sugar or sweet and licked my juice stained lips for real when I was done.
2 days ago
10 comments:
Olola-what. How beautiful are those softly tinged berries, which I've never heard of. I can just imagine gulping them down at an ever increasing pace. Meaning to save them, savour them. But just not quite managing it.
They do sound like a mythical fruit, with such a musical name. Something that would be consumed in Narnia or maybe The Shire.
I have never heard of Olalaberries! I need to get out from under my rock more often and explore the world!
Cool! I've never heard of them either. They look like cherries from the photo. I bet their yummy!
Oh yum! I've never eaten them plain either. I did plant some this year but it is a baby plant hardly holding on so I guess I'll need to keep my eyes open at the farmers' market.
kathryn - Yes, Narnia, sharing them with the lion.
I'm afraid my post is misleading though, the picture is of yellow cherries I found traveling in New Mexico. The olalaberries were gone without a thought of a photo.
bobbi - The berries must only be available at farmers' markets. I've never seen them at a grocery store either.
heather - You're right. The photo is of cherries (I've never seen yellow cherries like these before). But the olalaberries are yummy and make me smile simply saying their name.
green bean - Look for the blackberries and you may be surprised that they are actually the olalaberries. I bet your boys would love them. I did hear the season is short so this is the time.
They sound yummy -- wish I could gobble some! In Oregon we have a lot of things named "olalla," which in Chinook means, "place of many berries." Makes me wonder where these berries are from...
Ah, so that's what those magically-named fruit look like.
Each bite, one of sunshine.
What an amazing world we live in.
donna - That's beautiful, place of many berries. The farm I bought these from, Yerena Farm, is in Royal Oaks, CA. You scared me for a second though, thinking maybe I was buying unlocal berries. Such horrors.
lucy - Yes, an amazing and sweet, sweet world.
I've not seen these yet! They look fantastic. Off to search for them now...
the purloined letter - The yellow cherries in the photo were actually the first of the season in Taos. I was visiting there last week. But the olalaberries were northern Ca. And I can not wait to have more. I hope you found some.
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