People who are close to me know that I love red raspberries. They know that I have to eat 2 pieces of wheat toast for breakfast with Smucker’s raspberry preserves and drink a cup of green tea (and that the Smucker’s brand and that it’s preserves are non-negotiable).
When I was a kid, my dad had planted red raspberry bushes in our backyard. I remember crying because there was one day where my sister picked all of the raspberries off the bushes, leaving none for me to harvest. My dad and I would also take raspberry jam and stir it into vanilla ice cream to make raspberry ice cream.
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