It is rare that I leave the city, unless it is to go up to my cottage, fly across the country or to another country. On a recent and rare adventure, I got in my car to visit a land far, far away (commonly known as the suburbs). Raspberries were calling my name. “Meghan! Come pick me!” They yelled. And that is just what I did. And then I made this raspberry sorbet recipe, among other things.
I suited up for raspberry picking and wow did we indulge in our fair share. Who knew that Thornhill was a wild raspberry haven. It is my city-dwelling friends. It sure is.
There is much debate in the healthy eating world about what berries are the best. Do we want strawberries or the powerhouse of blueberries? The super Goji or Golden Berry? Do you want to know what the best berry is? Do you really want to know what the very best berry is?
It is the berry growing right in your very own backyard that you can pick and eat right off the tree. Or the berry that is seasonal and local to you. That is the best.
Now Josh and I went out harvesting on my very first day of holidays and because I am human and had been working like a mad woman, I was feeling a little sicky and in need of some immune support. So what did my dear sweet Josh do? He made me the best medicine ever – a raspberry sorbet! A Black Raspberry and Ginger Sorbet.
And because he is the man that he is, he also sprinkled it with raw cacao nibs. Up until this creation I thought he was my dream boat. His place has now been taken by this sweet treat.
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