I asked my boyfriend what type of cake he would like for his birthday. He said his favorite cake is German Chocolate but he really would prefer a Marion berry cobbler. I make a really good German Chocolate cake but cobbler it would be.
So now I needed Marion berries. I called a couple of local produce farms and asked if they had them in. Yes, I was told and then given the cost. Yipes, not cheap, $25.00 for a flat. Not that he’s not worth it but well, he is worth it. I just wanted to check around a bit more.
What I didn’t know is the season is pretty much over. I have always thought Marion berries were like Blackberries, late summer fare. I found another produce farm that advertised online that they had Marion berries. I tried to call ahead but got no answer. It was near another appointment I had so I trotted out there. A very nice woman greeted me as I entered the store. I said “Do you have Marion berries?” and she said “Nope, season’s over.”
“Well, when is the season?” I asked. “Mid-July” was the response. Oh, I explained my boyfriend’s request for his birthday. I am now imagining buying the really expensive ones out River Road or worse frozen expensive ones from the grocery store. Rats.
The other woman working in the store says “well we can go out and look. Maybe there are some still out there.” So off we went to the Marion berry patch. From a short distance the plants looked pretty sad. However, as we approached the rows of Marion berries there were nice plump ripe ones; enough for 6 pints. Success is always sweet, especially when getting the late season berries.
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