In case you didn't know, Bryan LOVES strawberries! By LOVE, I mean his cheeks are always rosy red probably because he ate so many strawberries as a kid. :) As soon as I bring strawberries home from the store, they are devoured with in hours.
Seeing how we live in Alabama and in a semi-rural/country area... Many farms exist where you can "pick your own___." We have been pumpkin picking, I have seen a Christmas tree lot, and I have heard of picking blueberries/blackberries. Last year I went with a few friends to pick strawberries. We all got one large bucket. Most ladies thought "gee what am I going to do with all these strawberries... make a pie, freeze some, make jam/jelly, etc." I knew what would happen to ours... and yes just as I commented "these will be gone by tomorrow" and they were!!
So this year Bryan wanted to come with us, yes he was the only man, but he wasn't the only male. We decided to get two buckets, assuming one would be devoured and the other we would freeze for later.
Our loot:
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