I can name the year that I first ate a cherry tomato. I never saw one ,or heard of them , before I married Bob in 1953. (Yes I was a child bride. ) I ate them ,the first time in Webster City, Mo., at a friend of Bob's Aunt Ellen. That made me think
about the silliness of never having had a fresh asparagus before I married Bob. You've heard my story. I thought asparagus came only in a can that said "open other end". and were served in a salad with mayonnaise. Raspberries were another treat that I had
never had before. I don't care for them too much, but I know a lot of people do like them. I do remember often going blackberry picking. We had to dress for the occasion. I don't remember owning pants, but I did have shorts. So it was shorts, shoes and socks
and a big stick to walk through high brush and watch for snake. Maybe the adults were trying to scare us kids, but we always carried big sticks. I never saw a snake. I never went mushroom hunting, but our neighbor at Sandlake was very mysterious and private
about where he found his morels.We never found out, even though we were neighbors for over 30 years.Fess up, Roland. You can tell me.I won't tell.