Saturday we went to a pick your own blueberry farm in East Texas. Located in Edom, it is about 1 1/2 hours from us and we have been going since I was pregnant with Matthew.
Matt will be 17 on July 11. In other words we have been going a very long time. Now, you can’t just go blueberry picking, there is a ceremony that must be carried out.
Blueberries for Sal must be read aloud the night before. You must get up while it is still dark and eat breakfast in the car on your way there…and at least one teenager must complain that they would rather be doing something with friends…at least until they get there… You must eat as many as you can and still fill your basket before the sun gets too hot..and then you must fight to stay awake on the way home, and figure out that you should have used sunblock. You must then end the day with blueberry pancakes for dinner.
If you do it any other way you are just not doing it right. Pick your own farms are a wonderful way to eat local, support the local economy and build family relationship all at the same time. I intend to do a couple of searches to see what is available in my area besides blueberries. It is great for kids to be part of gathering food and interacting with it in it’s natural setting, rather than assuming that blueberries grow in pint containers in the back of the grocery store.
Here are some pics of our day…It was great!