Sunday, June 7, 2015

Bulcherrya


One of the more delightful surprises from our stay in Pavlikeni was our hosts' cherry tres. It seemed fate granted us this treasure, forthey'd just barely ripened when we arrived, got better each day we worked, and faded by the time we departed.

The gift of picking fresh, organic fruit right off the tree was something we looked forward to everyday, and I've never tasted better cherry crumble, pie, or jam! (Yes, our hosts were chefs. Yes, they made all three.)






 


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