So we went to a patch about an hour away. All they do is strawberries. And they love kids.
And it was great. We beat the heat. We picked almost 23 pounds of strawberries. The kids did great. They stayed in the rows and only picked berries that were red. M was a little champion. She was such a good helper. They had these little baskets and she filled that thing several times. Granted one of the times she ran down the row and they all went everywhere.
But nevertheless, we had a good time. On our way back we stopped at a local food truck we just read about in the newspaper, called Load of Crepe. They have crepes and Liege waffles (made from dough not batter) and I happen to love crepes and waffles. Sticking with our theme we got two strawberry and vanilla cream crepes. They were great.
Later on Saturday, after everyone had taken a nap we had a lovely dinner. Husband had done a favor for someone at work and they bought him a 10lb prime rib!! Holy shamoly. We cut that thing up into three pieces, and froze two! We enjoyed a delightful prime rib dinner with sweet potatoes and bread. Then followed that up with an Angel Food Cake with fresh strawberries.
That is the Saturday dreams are made of! Our Sunday was equally low key without much to tell. All in all, a great weekend.


An age restriction on picking AND apointments? Good grief! They must have a ton of business if they can put those new rules in place and still maintain a profit! Our local strawberries were finished in May and we never got around to picking any. And we have 3 patches within a 10 minute or less drive. That prime rib sounds delicious!!
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