It was special.
We also had a wild cherry tree on our property. People said don’t bother with the wild cherries, the pits are so big it’s not worthwhile.
But I didn’t listen. At the proper moment, I picked them, cooked them, put them through a sieve, and put the stuff in the freezer. While everyone else was at the beach, I was stirring the thing every twenty minutes or so back at the house. I got enough to make enough wild cherry ice for one dinner’s dessert. We had a guy visiting who was in the restaurant business and he went berserk. Plenty of reward for all the work.
Now I’m craving black forest somethingorother.