Blueberries, before and after.
What is patriotism but the love of the food one ate as a child? ~Lin Yutang
Berry season! We picked wild raspberries in the forest when I was a child; nothing seemed so special and unique as hunting for the little red gems hiding beneath the serrated leaves, avoiding the prickly stems. The ponderosa pines rose around us out of the meadowed floor; lichen-covered boulders and native grasses embraced the raspberry bushes as we searched them out.
What are your childhood food memories?