Wild blueberries + avalanches + pennies
May I recommend
Do you like blueberries? Of course, why wouldn’t you? They are delicious, they are tiny. They pop between your teeth in a very satisfying way. They are wonderful in muffins and smoothies! Also, don’t forget these little fellas in a fruit salad! They are packed with vitamins and antioxidants and all the good things. They are the only naturally occurring blue food (don’t come at me with blue cheese - that is just MOLD). Sure they can leave an unsightly stain, and often they are more purple than blue, but all in all, blueberries sit on the “good” side of the ledger.
In these days of pandemics (like seriously, remember how we’re in a global pandemic-- that is some apocalyptic garbage right there); rising seawater levels (do NOT even ask me about the Antarctic Doomsday Glacier); and the distressing continuation of “NCIS” (look it up - it’s still on the air); we need to hang on to the tiny, good things that make life worth living. Blueberries are one of these (only, don’t hang on too tight, because, like I said before, they stain).
Here’s the thing, though, most of the blueberries you can get in the grocery store are fine. They get the job done, but they are a little bit tasteless and their texture can be a less than satisfying.
Well, I have news for you… there is a better, more delicious alternative and that is the regular blueberry’s slightly smaller, way tastier and much less respectful cousin, the wild blueberry. Yes, they might crash a wedding and french kiss the groom, but what can you do, they’re WILD. These guys are little, but they are packed with infinitely more sweet flavour and antioxidants than their chubbier, more tasteless cousins (no body shaming, cultivated blueberries, nothing wrong with being rounder, but you have to admit, you’re kinda tasteless compared to your cigarette-smoking, hickey-having wild cousin).
Anyway, when you have the chance, buy wild blueberries. You can usually find them in the frozen food aisle if you can’t get them fresh. They come from the east coast (Maine for the Americans, Nova Scotia for the Canadians). They’ve been hard to find lately - SUPPLY CHAIN ISSUES — but it’s worth keeping an eye out. They are wonderful.
Small note - just reread this post and it kind of sounds like ad copy. I am in no way paid by Wild Blueberry to shill their product, I just really like them!
Tell me your wild blueberry story in the comments below!
Right before the pandemic stopped everything, I went out for drinks with some lovely work ladies. My friend Lisa was planning a big ski trip to France. She casually began telling me about the precautions she and her partner took vis a vis avalanches. Guys, it was blood chilling. There was talk of GPS locators and shovels… it’s all to dig a person out of a literal AVALANCHE of suffocating, icy snow. The odds of this happening in an avalanche-prone area every time you push off down the slope are not small. People do this on purpose. It’s bananas. Anyway, this article is interesting.
Of course, out here, Jaccard knew, things could always go wrong. Like many experienced skiers of the alpine backcountry, he took precautions. Poised on the ridgeline, Jaccard made a mental checklist of the equipment he carried: shovel, collapsible probe, walkie-talkie. In his red canvas backpack he had stowed an airbag that, with the yank of a ripcord, could inflate during an avalanche, propelling him to the surface of the cascading river of snow. If he found himself buried, Jaccard's radio transceiver—known in French as a détecteur de victimes d'avalanche, or DVA—was designed to help rescuers locate him.
This made me laugh
This article on New York real estate is a JOURNEY. I enjoy the author’s thought process and am extremely thankful that I don’t have to rent an apartment in New York…
It’s the height of the pandemic, and I’m looking for an apartment for the first time in 17 years. Some things never change: Finding a place in Lower Manhattan is hard if you’re not fabulously wealthy.
The full body rash I would break out in…
I am always agog at how creative and amazing people can be.
Artist Shay Rose (aka Crescent Shay) used over 2,000 pennies in her latest handmade garment: a shimmering cocktail dress with cross-back straps and a bottom fringe.
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I wrote a whole screed about the “Freedom Convoy” that has invaded my city, is flouting the law, frightening citizens and both infuriating and depressing me. It was a bummer and I deleted it. Here’s this instead.
This poor lady
This really made me laugh
The ending is not a surprise
I don’t know why I love these, but I do
This is beyond wonderful and is a very good tonic for those needing a mental health respite
He was so happy
I do not dream of labour
They nail the tone of these
More hamster content. This one more tragedy than comedy
I am terrible, but oh, I laughed
They were ALL rescues
This is horrifying
Want an owl?
When you can, end with a llama
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Amy Tector, The Honeybee Emeralds (March 2022)