|A Lone Cherry among the branches.|
Undeterred, we decided to wait to see if the weather would improve, so we asked a young lady at the farm for directions to a burger place, for lunch (Josh’s suggestion). We were directed to a place in Grimsby, a charming town 15 minutes northwest, to Union Burger. It was good in all respects, including the Tuscan salad that I ate.
After lunch, the temperature warmed up a degree or two, and the weather cleared sufficiently—only a mild drizzle—that we decided to head back to the cherry orchards and take our chances. We picked, we wandered and we picked some more, going up and down ladders. It was much harder work picking the cherries in the damp weather; everything was wet: the cherries, the leaves and the grounds surrounding the trees, but a family effort allowed us to pick almost 2.5 kilograms, or 6 pounds, at a modest cost of $2.25 a pound.
To those who are unaware, there is more to the region—the Niagara Fruit Belt—than its famous falls; it is among Canada’s most productive and richest fruit-growing regions (incl. apricots, peaches, plums and, of course, cherries); and there are also the many wineries in the area, which offer tours and wine tasting. This might surprise people who view Canada as only a region of ice and snow.
|Cherry Picking Attire: Dressing properly is half the battle.|
|The First Bite: It is the sweetest.|
|Cherry Selections: It was a family affair.|