I went over to the mossy rocky area and picked a couple of cups of lowbush blueberries. Two tablespoons of frozen bloobs & a teaspoon of sugar into a glass of milk.. Mmmmm..
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
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Mike's incomplete log of some trips taken around his corner of northeastern Ontario.
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I have a buddy who's dad knows all the different berries, mushrooms, etc. that you're allowed to eat, and the ones that you shouldn't. Well, there's some berry, the name escapes me right now, that looks the same as another berry that's not good to eat. Well, I guess when he was a kid he asked his dad which one was which, and was grabbing for it. His father just did one of those quick glances and didn't pay attention, "Yeah, you can eat those, I told you that." So he pops it in his mouth and bites, and he said all of a sudden it felt like a million needles were poking in his mouth hahahahaha I love that story.
Blueberries are my favorite man, they're awesome. I have to ask though, what is a "bloob?"
Nevermind, nevermind. I was just sitting here watching a video on YouTube and it popped in my head that it was short for blueberries haha Man, I'm lame.
Hahaha yeah it's an old joke that goes back to me and my dad making jam four years ago, we were discussing the meat grinder we used to pulpify them, and concluded it was surely the "most treacherous enemy known to bloob-kind." Ever since then that's how I refer to them. ';)
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