19/7: High up on a cliff in Point Lobos State Natural Reserve, looking out over the ocean, I had my last rainier cherries. These yellow and red berries that don’t look ripe, but are so sweet and refreshing and not at all as heavy as the other, deep red kind. We ate so many cherries, me and Hanna, on our road trip. Every chance we got, whenever there was a sign by the road saying CHERRIES, we stopped and bought some more. When remembering Hanna’s and my roadtrip from Portland to San Francisco, I will always feel the taste of cherries in my mouth.
There are not as many fruit stands along Highway 1 as there was up in southern Oregon and in Central Valley California, but we happened upon one just outside of Santa Cruz, and there I bought a bag of rainiers.
I’ve never seen them sold in Sweden, the yellow-and-red cherries. The risk is, these were the last rainiers I will have had for a long long time.
