The Blackberry kid.

Mom and Dad took me to the Schenectady Farmers Market this morning. There was a 5-piece jazz band playing and lots of people buying fresh vegetables and fruits, breads, cheese, and other stuff. Dad bought cucumbers and garlic for his gazpacho recipe and some fresh mozzarella to add to his tomato salad. Mom asked the lady at the fruit stand if I could try a blackberry, since I'd never had one before. Guess what? I loved it. Then I proceeded to eat almost a half-pint of my new favorite fruit.