The Berry Best

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, July 1, 2011 Under: Strawberry
    I'm a CA. According to a fellow US Postal Service retiree, I am a "Dad Burned CA." A "CA" is a Californian. A "Dad Burned CA" is a Californian who has moved to Oregon, taken all the best jobs, bought all the best houses, and married all the best (in my case) men. Okay, so I am guilty of all those things, but if an Oregonian had beat me to it, the jobs, houses and men would have been taken before I arrived. 
    I didn't intend to come to Oregon. I got  here by default. For years after arriving in Oregon, I kept looking for a way to get back home to California. One sunny day while driving down I-5, I glanced over at the Willamette River shimmering in the sunlight. Ahead was gorgeous Mt. St. Helens and to my right the majesty of Mt. Hood. "What's not to like?" I asked myself. So I began looking for one of Oregon's best men, and when I found one I settled down to stay.
    Even after being here long enough to grow moss, I continued to proclaim the superiority of California strawberries, especially the ones grown on the coast near Santa Maria. While delivering mail one May day, I noticed a customer had set up a strawberry stand. Always liking to support my customers attempts at entrepreneurship, I bought a half-flat of berries. These are "Hoods" she said. An Oregon strawberry is an Oregon strawberry, I thought. WRONG!!!! A Hood is a to die for berry. God did not create all berries equal. He put a little something special in the Hoods, saving the best for Oregon. 
    I still buy my Hoods from the former customer that gave me my first taste of Heaven on earth. When the Hoods are gone, I'm through eating strawberries for the year. I may be a "Dad Burned CA," but I know a good berry when I taste one.  I not only took the best job, the best house and the best man, I took the best strawberries.

Email me at: karenwrites@frontier.com

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The Berry Best

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, July 1, 2011 Under: Strawberry
    I'm a CA. According to a fellow US Postal Service retiree, I am a "Dad Burned CA." A "CA" is a Californian. A "Dad Burned CA" is a Californian who has moved to Oregon, taken all the best jobs, bought all the best houses, and married all the best (in my case) men. Okay, so I am guilty of all those things, but if an Oregonian had beat me to it, the jobs, houses and men would have been taken before I arrived. 
    I didn't intend to come to Oregon. I got  here by default. For years after arriving in Oregon, I kept looking for a way to get back home to California. One sunny day while driving down I-5, I glanced over at the Willamette River shimmering in the sunlight. Ahead was gorgeous Mt. St. Helens and to my right the majesty of Mt. Hood. "What's not to like?" I asked myself. So I began looking for one of Oregon's best men, and when I found one I settled down to stay.
    Even after being here long enough to grow moss, I continued to proclaim the superiority of California strawberries, especially the ones grown on the coast near Santa Maria. While delivering mail one May day, I noticed a customer had set up a strawberry stand. Always liking to support my customers attempts at entrepreneurship, I bought a half-flat of berries. These are "Hoods" she said. An Oregon strawberry is an Oregon strawberry, I thought. WRONG!!!! A Hood is a to die for berry. God did not create all berries equal. He put a little something special in the Hoods, saving the best for Oregon. 
    I still buy my Hoods from the former customer that gave me my first taste of Heaven on earth. When the Hoods are gone, I'm through eating strawberries for the year. I may be a "Dad Burned CA," but I know a good berry when I taste one.  I not only took the best job, the best house and the best man, I took the best strawberries.

Email me at: karenwrites@frontier.com

In : Strawberry 


Tags: hoods  oregon strawberry 
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The Berry Best

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, July 1, 2011 Under: Strawberry
    I'm a CA. According to a fellow US Postal Service retiree, I am a "Dad Burned CA." A "CA" is a Californian. A "Dad Burned CA" is a Californian who has moved to Oregon, taken all the best jobs, bought all the best houses, and married all the best (in my case) men. Okay, so I am guilty of all those things, but if an Oregonian had beat me to it, the jobs, houses and men would have been taken before I arrived. 
    I didn't intend to come to Oregon. I got  here by default. For years after arriving in Oregon, I kept looking for a way to get back home to California. One sunny day while driving down I-5, I glanced over at the Willamette River shimmering in the sunlight. Ahead was gorgeous Mt. St. Helens and to my right the majesty of Mt. Hood. "What's not to like?" I asked myself. So I began looking for one of Oregon's best men, and when I found one I settled down to stay.
    Even after being here long enough to grow moss, I continued to proclaim the superiority of California strawberries, especially the ones grown on the coast near Santa Maria. While delivering mail one May day, I noticed a customer had set up a strawberry stand. Always liking to support my customers attempts at entrepreneurship, I bought a half-flat of berries. These are "Hoods" she said. An Oregon strawberry is an Oregon strawberry, I thought. WRONG!!!! A Hood is a to die for berry. God did not create all berries equal. He put a little something special in the Hoods, saving the best for Oregon. 
    I still buy my Hoods from the former customer that gave me my first taste of Heaven on earth. When the Hoods are gone, I'm through eating strawberries for the year. I may be a "Dad Burned CA," but I know a good berry when I taste one.  I not only took the best job, the best house and the best man, I took the best strawberries.

Email me at: karenwrites@frontier.com

In : Strawberry 


Tags: hoods  oregon strawberry 
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The Berry Best

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, July 1, 2011 Under: Strawberry
    I'm a CA. According to a fellow US Postal Service retiree, I am a "Dad Burned CA." A "CA" is a Californian. A "Dad Burned CA" is a Californian who has moved to Oregon, taken all the best jobs, bought all the best houses, and married all the best (in my case) men. Okay, so I am guilty of all those things, but if an Oregonian had beat me to it, the jobs, houses and men would have been taken before I arrived. 
    I didn't intend to come to Oregon. I got  here by default. For years after arriving in Oregon, I kept looking for a way to get back home to California. One sunny day while driving down I-5, I glanced over at the Willamette River shimmering in the sunlight. Ahead was gorgeous Mt. St. Helens and to my right the majesty of Mt. Hood. "What's not to like?" I asked myself. So I began looking for one of Oregon's best men, and when I found one I settled down to stay.
    Even after being here long enough to grow moss, I continued to proclaim the superiority of California strawberries, especially the ones grown on the coast near Santa Maria. While delivering mail one May day, I noticed a customer had set up a strawberry stand. Always liking to support my customers attempts at entrepreneurship, I bought a half-flat of berries. These are "Hoods" she said. An Oregon strawberry is an Oregon strawberry, I thought. WRONG!!!! A Hood is a to die for berry. God did not create all berries equal. He put a little something special in the Hoods, saving the best for Oregon. 
    I still buy my Hoods from the former customer that gave me my first taste of Heaven on earth. When the Hoods are gone, I'm through eating strawberries for the year. I may be a "Dad Burned CA," but I know a good berry when I taste one.  I not only took the best job, the best house and the best man, I took the best strawberries.

Email me at: karenwrites@frontier.com

In : Strawberry 


Tags: hoods  oregon strawberry 
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The Berry Best

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, July 1, 2011 Under: Strawberry
    I'm a CA. According to a fellow US Postal Service retiree, I am a "Dad Burned CA." A "CA" is a Californian. A "Dad Burned CA" is a Californian who has moved to Oregon, taken all the best jobs, bought all the best houses, and married all the best (in my case) men. Okay, so I am guilty of all those things, but if an Oregonian had beat me to it, the jobs, houses and men would have been taken before I arrived. 
    I didn't intend to come to Oregon. I got  here by default. For years after arriving in Oregon, I kept looking for a way to get back home to California. One sunny day while driving down I-5, I glanced over at the Willamette River shimmering in the sunlight. Ahead was gorgeous Mt. St. Helens and to my right the majesty of Mt. Hood. "What's not to like?" I asked myself. So I began looking for one of Oregon's best men, and when I found one I settled down to stay.
    Even after being here long enough to grow moss, I continued to proclaim the superiority of California strawberries, especially the ones grown on the coast near Santa Maria. While delivering mail one May day, I noticed a customer had set up a strawberry stand. Always liking to support my customers attempts at entrepreneurship, I bought a half-flat of berries. These are "Hoods" she said. An Oregon strawberry is an Oregon strawberry, I thought. WRONG!!!! A Hood is a to die for berry. God did not create all berries equal. He put a little something special in the Hoods, saving the best for Oregon. 
    I still buy my Hoods from the former customer that gave me my first taste of Heaven on earth. When the Hoods are gone, I'm through eating strawberries for the year. I may be a "Dad Burned CA," but I know a good berry when I taste one.  I not only took the best job, the best house and the best man, I took the best strawberries.

Email me at: karenwrites@frontier.com

In : Strawberry 


Tags: hoods  oregon strawberry 
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