They stopped beside a wild blackberry bramble on a two-lane
road into Guerneville, along the way to Russian River. It was late summer and
the ripe berries called to them, my sister and my son. I waited for them at a
rented cottage, listened for the sound of a car pulling up outside while I
puttered with potato salad and sandwiches. They were late. I did not know why.
Eventually the warm hum of my sister’s car signaled they
were outside and I went to greet them. My son burst past me with a small box in
his hands. “Where’s the refrigerator?” he shouted, charging into a small
bedroom, turning, bursting back into the living room, frantic.
“In the kitchen,” my bewildered reply. Where else would it
be, I thought, and followed him. My sister appeared with luggage in hand and
followed into the kitchen, dropping the load in front of the stove.
“We can make millions!” my son shouted my sister laughing
and running water in the sink. “Let’s go back and get more! Let’s sell em!”
I realized then my son had been bitten by an abundance of
berries, acres of the fruit ripening on the twisted mat of vines, that he’d
been seduced by the idea of scooping berries up by the handful and bringing
them home to share, to sell.
I know the feeling of being in the brambles, of the luscious
fruit just beyond reach. We used to pick blackberries in the fall, taking long
boards to lay against the vines, creating wobbly platforms into the richest parts
of the brambles. I know the lust.
I also know about wearing long-sleeved flannel shirts, jeans
and boots in the heat of the day to protect from the thorns. I know the peril
of falling into the brambles, of waiting still until help arrived to carefully
pull me out, the thorns cutting like razors and tattering my clothes. I know it’s
not easy to be a blackberry millionaire.
I didn’t prick my 9-year-olds euphoric bubble that
afternoon, didn’t explain about the perils. Instead, we ate sandwiches and
potato salad. My sister made a cobbler for desert and we talked about what we’d
do with our blackberry millions.
There’s no need
to put yourself in harm’s way for berries. There are skilled farmers who take
the risks and bring the berries to you. Summer is berry season and the Oregon
Raspberry & Blackberry Commission offers two summer recipes featuring
blackberries to enjoy while figuring out where to spend your millions:
Tuscan Quinoa Salad
Serves 4
Salad
Ingredients
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1 cup Quinoa uncooked
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2 cups water
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¼ teaspoon of salt
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½ Tablespoon vegetable oil
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1 lb chicken Italian sausage, cooked and sliced
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½ cup parsley
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½ cup shaved Parmesan cheese
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¼ cup green onions, sliced
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½ cup red pepper – sliced thinly lengthwise
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1-cup fresh or defrosted frozen blackberries
Dressing
Ingredients
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¼ cup white wine vinegar
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¼ Extra Virgin Olive Oil
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2 Tablespoons chopped flat leaf parsley
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¼ teaspoon salt
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1/8-teaspoon black pepper
Preparation
Whisk vinegar, olive oil,
parsley, salt and pepper in a small bowl. Set aside
Bring water to boil in a
medium saucepan. Stir in quinoa and salt. Reduce to low; cover. Simmer 10-15
minutes or until water is absorbed and quinoa is fluffy. Transfer to large size
bowl. Cool 10 minutes.
Toss quinoa with
dressing. Stir in green onions, red pepper slices, sliced sausage and parsley.
Mix well.
Gently stir in
blackberries to combine with salad
Top with shaved Parmesan.
Serve immediately
Almond Buttermilk Shortcakes with Blackberry Filling
Serves 6
Ingredients
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2 1/4 cups all purpose white flour
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1/3-cup sugar plus 1 tablespoon for sprinkling over biscuits
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1 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
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1/4 teaspoon baking soda
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¼ teaspoon salt
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½ cup cold unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
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2/3 cup buttermilk
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1 beaten egg
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1 teaspoon almond extract
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1 tablespoon Grand Marnier
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1 tablespoon grated orange peel
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1 tablespoon whole milk
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1/4 cup sliced almonds
Preparation
Coat a baking sheet
lightly with non-stick cooking spray or line it with parchment paper. Set
aside.
In a mixing bowl, stir
together flour, 1/3-cup sugar, baking powder and baking soda. Using a pastry
cutter or your fingertips, cut butter into the flour mixture until crumbly. In
a small bowl, combine buttermilk, egg, Grand Marnier, orange peel and almond extract.
Make a well in the center of the flour mixture and add the buttermilk, mixture.
With a fork, stir just until combined, adding additional buttermilk, as
necessary, to from slightly sticky dough. Do not over mix.
Place the dough on a
lightly floured surface and sprinkle with a little flour. With your fingertips,
gently pat dough to an even 1-inch thickness. Using a 3 inch round cookie
cutter, cut out shortcakes and transfer them to the prepared baking sheet.
Gather together scraps of dough, re-roll and cut remaining shortcakes. You
should have 6 shortcakes. Brush milk over shortcakes. Scatter almonds over the
tops and sprinkle lightly with the remaining 1 Tbsp. sugar.
Preheat oven to 425
degrees F. Bake shortcakes for 10-15 minutes or until golden. Transfer them to
a rack and let cool slightly
Fruit
filling
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6 cups fresh or thawed frozen blackberries or Marionberries
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1/3-cup sugar preferably superfine
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1-pint heavy cream
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1 tablespoon sugar
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1 teaspoon of Grand Marnier
In a large bowl mix
berries and 1/3 cup sugar set aside for a few minutes. Whip cream with
tablespoon of sugar and liqueur until soft peaks form.
Using a serrated knife
split the shortcakes. Set bottoms on dessert plates: spoon on whipped cream and
then the fruit mixture and crown with lids. Top with whipped cream if desired.
Serve immediately.
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