We walked up Patriarch Hill last week to pick wild blackberries. It is quite a hick up a steep hill which is near the foundations of Joseph Smith's grandparents home. After lots of scratched arms and tasty samples of berries, we gathered a nice size bucket full. Nephi decided he wanted to bake his very first pie, homemade crust and all. We had enough blackberries for two pies and some for the freezer. He shared one pie with the other missionaries. It turned out quite well even though wild berries are a bit seedy.
(P.S. Did I say I supervised?)
