The big flashy ones are not always best;
The humbler ones are at times sweeter, softer, and tastier.
You shouldn’t have to work too hard to pull ‘em off the stem. They’ll come when they’re ready. If you have to pull at all, it’s not time. Just let it lie. Otherwise you’re gunna end up with an unripe berry, sour and resentful at being plucked.
The juiciest ones are the most elusive, hiding underneath scratchy leaves, barricaded by sword-like branches laden with piercing thorns. But if you are diligent, and patient, you’ll find ‘em... more like, they’ll find you.
Just when you think you’ve combed the entire plant, an exciting splotch of cerise and violet catches your eye and beckons you to diagnosis its willingness to be plucked.
Stains are okay. In fact, they are inevitable.
