Seattle is blessed with (or cursed with, depending on how neat you keep your garden) limitless blackberry bushes. They grow everywhere: highway medians, parking lots, driveways -- you name it. Until recently I've been enjoying those juicy little morsels everywhere I go -- who doesn't love a free hand-full of berries? However, after spending a few minutes on my porch watching people walk their dogs past the berry bushes in front of the house, I just learned why you "don't eat berries lower than a dog's leg." I guess from now on I'll be a little more careful about which berries I thoughtlessly pop in my mouth.
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piss berries are the best! Nothing beats that organic tang.
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