Holy buckets! My parents and I had a great time picking cherries in Wisconsin. It was outrageous--cherries like bunches of grapes that would just fall into your hands. We must have eaten a million cherries---I actually had a stomachache when we left the orchard. Eight giant pails later (about 11 ice cream buckets worth), we pitted and cleaned and processed. My folks froze all of theirs. Jeremy and I made three batches of liqueur, three batches of jam, a crazy boozy strawberry/cherry/chocolate bundt cake and froze two quarts.
Maybe next year I'll have a chest freezer and I can get double the cherries!!!
YUM!!
YUM!!
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