We did not harvest the blackberries as we should have this year.
|...blackberries and sour dough waffles ...|
Anita brought up a bucket full for one breakfast.
Doral tried his hand at picking berries, hand being the operative word. He slipped back out of the blackberry patch, using his hand as a slider, so he was pretty roughed up from the entanglement.
I thought I would take a try and put my harvest in the little pockets of a waffle as I have seen the kids do.