My parents have a gorgeous wild cherry tree in their backyard and this year it bore so much sweet fruit. I decided to go over there and pick the ripe fruit to make something with it...maybe a cherry pie or a clafoutis.
After 15 minutes on a ladder amidst the folliage I had ants and spiders crawling all over me and a bucket full of the red and shinny fruit. I brought them home washed them and contemplated what do do with them as I munched on them, they were so sweet and juicy.
My husband and I ate them fresh and that was that. No pie, no jam, no clafoutis. Just cherries