The tale of Cherry Cherry amour

Cherries fresh from the orchard in Bacchus Marsh

Am kicking myself that I missed the Bacchus Marsh Strawberries & Cherries festival in November. Mother converted me into a Cherry Cherry fan (not to be confused with the famous Neil Diamond song, Cherry Cherry) after her and Father relocated from NZ's sunny North Island to Dunedin, way down near the bottom of the South Island (and only a few hours dinghy's ride from the South Pole!). Now, every year, a few weeks before Christmas, Mother drives through Lord of the Rings terrain to Central Otago to stock up on cherries for the Christmas season. A pilgrimage worth making. Central Otago cherries are the celebrities of the cherry world. Fabulously larger than life (almost 2-3 times the size of cherries anywhere else in the world), adored far and wide, and sweetness personified under the spotlight. I'm mulling over the idea of setting up a fan club. Meanwhile, more important chores at hand. With Mother and Father coming to Daylesford this Christmas, it’s time to do my own cherry trek...Read more...