Saturday, July 25, 2009

King Orchards

Cherries are on in Michigan! As my daughter pulled her huge van into a parking space, I heard a merry trilling voice sing out, "Don't crunch/crash/crush our car!" I couldn't quite catch the one word, but the meaning was unmistakable. There was no crunch/crash, and while our cherries were being pitted, we fooled around together. This is my favorite picture of her; I wish I had managed to get all her fingers. The cherries are divine. We had them pitted for freezing, to use in the mirthless, fruit-deprived winter. The cherry pitter is a great old-fashioned machine--just a machine, not a computer--and there are pictures here.