I don’t really know much about raspberries, but I guess that is how it was for most of my life. Raspberries were like a surprise in my life because it was until the age of twelve that I even knew or there existence. I was at a family gathering, which always happens every Saturday in the summer, my aunt happen to come with a bag of groceries and I helped her. As we were putting the groceries away, o found a little plastic containers with little red looking cherries, but looked to soft to be cherries. I asked her what they were and she told me that they were raspberries and to go ahead and try one. I was curious to know, so I did and I loved it. From that day on when ever I have the opportunity to buy some I always do.
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