It’s huckleberry-picking season here in the mountains. If you want to pick huckleberries you’d better be prepared for long mountain rides, hikes through the woods and the possibility of encountering a bear or, even worse, other berry pickers.
I think a gallon of these is going for $40. But I wouldn’t be surprised if it was more than that.
I found this link:
Dancing Mandolin Player’s Boyfriend Bob has spent many, many hours picking huckleberries. The guy knows what he’s doing! I asked him for a cup of berries that I could freeze for next summer’s visit by the Funny Grandson. We will make huckleberry ice cream in the Cuisinart.
The ice cream-making this summer was so much fun. Remember I borrowed DMP’s Cuisinart? The grandson and I made ice cream every other night. Our success inspired My French Friend Janou to dig out a similar appliance she’d bought at a thrift shop and never used. The result? Ice cream! DMP’s future daughter-in-law triumphed with sorbet recipes. Mandolin Ann liked my homemade vanilla ice cream so much that she successfully created peach buttermilk sorbet.
The pink ones were $4.00 cheaper on Amazon. I am not a huge fan of pink, but I am frugal.
Unless I am buying fabric. Then I don’t know what “frugal” means.