• change,  Strawberries

    “S”trawberries

    My mom, grandma, dad, brother – everyone in my family liked strawberries. Everyone of course except me. Strawberry shortcake was a family favorite and I would scrunch up my face, disappointed that we weren’t having something with chocolate in it, or cookies, or ice cream. I would gag if someone made me eat strawberries. And, as far as calories were concerned, I thought strawberries were a complete waste of space, both inside my tummy and on the plate or in the bowl. Strawberries were almost as bad as peaches. Peaches were the worst because they could be slimy, stringy and squishy – three attributes that weren’t not appetizing to me…