I’ve always avoided cherries because I thought they were super-sicky sweet things. Like the maraschino ones on top of sundaes … which, of course, I’ve never actually put in my mouth. I’ve just had enough run-ins with collateral juice from those unwanted toppers to know they’re a no-no. But today I tried a fresh cherry — mostly to avoid eating Frogmore Stew, which is what I had scheduled to eat today. Frogmore Stew*, for those who don’t live in South Carolina, is a concoction of shrimp (yuck) and sausage (yuck) boiled in Old Bay Seasoning (yuck) with potatoes, tomatoes and corn on the cob. I make it all the time for gatherings, but it’s not something I’ve ever wanted to sample. So I saw a bowl of cherries on my parents’ table and went for those instead. It turned out to be a fortuitous decision — since now I know I love cherries.
*To this recipe I add onions, 2 jumbo cans of tomatoes and 2 beers. Plus I brown the sausage before throwing it into the pot.