
Over the weekend, we visited Champney’s Farm in Ravenel to pick some blueberries.
Blueberries are the Gravy Baby’s hands-down favorite fruit. He eats them by the boatload whether they’re in season or not. As we were pulling up to the farm, the Gravy Baby was a little confused. “We’re not going to buy them from Costco?” he asked. It made my heart hurt a little that he thinks that blueberries come from a big box retailer.

The Gravy Baby and Gravy Too loved picking blueberries during a muggy Charleston afternoon

Pretty soon, he discovered that fresh-picked blueberries kick the pants out of store-bought ones, and his bucket never got fuller than what you see above. In fact, by the end of the afternoon, the hubby and I walked out with a gallon, and the Gravy Baby had none.


None, of course, unless you count the ones that made it into a blueberry pie and onto his plate. Waiting for pies to cool and set is for the birds, by the way. Piping hot and juicy is the only way to go, especially if you’re looking to soften some ice cream.
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I’m Ann, a mom / wife / lawyer / certified culinary enthusiast. I share recipes, travel guides and home life tips while living overseas. Currently based in São Paulo, Brazil.
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That pie looks so good! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen B happily eating blueberries out of season, so I’ll steal one from him and it will be sour as all get out. He doesn’t mind though!