It took until July 8 until I got to eat my first strawberries of 2020.
Due to corona and bad weather it has been a real shortage of them in Sweden. And as strawberries never have appealed to be in the same way as raspberries (as someone so aptly said, even low quality of raspberries is high quality, the same isn't the case for strawberries. They can be really poor. And expensive nevertheless,).
And as mentioned before, I don't understand the fuss of Swedish strawberries per se. I've had my fair share of awful Swedish strawberries over the years. I wholeheartedly support local production and self-supply. But I prefer organic (which is darn difficult to find in strawberries imho...) and the berries actually being tasty and edible...
I don't know the origins of these though. It was nice to have some, but to be honest it wasn't as good as I had envisioned. I found them more sour than sweet and juicy. (Though not as awful as the sour ones I had in Scotland years ago, where they also boast about Scottish strawberries being THE best. Love Scotland for many things, but they're strawberries are not one. Quite the opposite.)
But at least I can tick that summer box now. Eating strawberries. Had them with whipped oat cream and oat milk. Enjoyed by some kitties too.
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