Hello, loverrr.
That is exactly what I said the first time I tried the strawberry balsamic panna cotta I’d just made with freshly picked strawberries from Ambrose Family Farms, a handful of farms in our area that spring into pick-your-own season in early May. When I told the hubby about my plan to pick strawberries with the kids, I kind of had this idealistic notion of what it would be like — my white eyelet sundress flapping romantically in the breeze, the kids’ faces charmingly dotted with wet strawberry juice, the hubby holding my hand while plucking strawberries into a wicker basket.







