Picking raspberries makes me feel ridiculously joyful. The sun shining, the birds singing, the earth beneath my toes... There is little finer than moments of perfection like these. Add to it my toddler helper, and I'm in a happy state of bliss.
Together we gathered up a large basket of raspberries, eating along the way. We needed two cups for a baking adventure we were both excited to embark on.
On our way in, I harvested my Goji berries. I'm thrilled by each red precious berry I find. Before this season I've never seen fresh Goji berries - although my kitchen in always stocked with the dry version. I discovered that the berries are delicious when stuck into the raspberry hole and eaten together.
Cai did all the stirring and added all the ingredients I measured. He really did most of the work.
In the end, we had a chocolate raspberry crumble bar (from the recipe by Chocolate Covered Katie). It was scrumptious. The joy in eating it was sweeter because of the memories gained while making it - from harvest to baking to table.