Last year I sat on the patio and looked at all the fruit and vegetables we were raising in the back yard.
The fruit is sweet, of course.
And the vegetables are, too. Not icky sweet, but happycrazy homegrown sweet. They still tasted like tomatoes, cukes, whatever they were supposed to be. But sweet.
And I said to Cranky, "We are growing sugar."
We are growing minerals and fiber and vitamins, too, but they all taste sweet.
It can't be helped.
This blossom is on the green gage plum tree. Even the blossoms smell sweet.
The plums will arrive in the summer, but for now, we are working on finishing up the prunes we dried last year.
How's this for an idea? Slow simmered wheat berries cooked with pitted, chopped prunes. For breakfast. Add yogurt if you want.