I took a new route, driving home from my walk yesterday. (Walk will be up tomorrow, I'm having trouble identifying one flower and want to work on it a bit longer.) I passed a stand by the side of the road that said "Fresh Raspberries." You never saw anyone slam on the brakes faster than I did. It was a good thing that there was nobody behind me. Yes, I checked first before hitting the brakes.
Raspberries in late August? Unheard of. But, true. I guess there's a kind out now that rebears. Anyway, they were beautiful, and I bought a pint. They came home with me, were washed and sprinkled with sugar. Then they went into the refrigerator over night.
This morning I got them out, ohhhhhh, yum they looked good. Put some of them in a dish, and added a good dollop of Devon cream that I had found in Wegman's a couple of weeks ago. The result was beautiful.