For those of you who KNOW me, you are aware this is not a recipe for blackberries.
At heart I am a died-in-the-wool tightwad (cheapskate, penny pincher, miser, scrooge).
I stood looking at the box of Black Berries all the way from Guatemala on my Saturday AM weekly shopping trip. I put them in the basket returned them to the display, TWICE.
After I unpacked them, I opened the box and started to count them. Hubby watched from the breakfast bar with his eyebrows raised, when I reached for the calculator, Hubby said
"Just how much did you pay for those berries?"
Scott, I had a little PHUN with this photo even thought it is now Phriday
"Why do you ask?" she says
My fingers danced on the calculator and I replied
"9 cents each"
there were 42 of them and I paid 3.78 for the box. (they did come a long way from home, probably charged for shipping)
hubbies eyebrows went up and down twice and he said
"What?" (did I mention we share tightwadism)
Everything turned out fine, I remembered the next day was my birthday and reached in the drawer and
"voila, a birthday cake with no fat" and my blackberries are justified.