Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years

Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years: Version 2.0!

Monday, June 16, 2014


Over the weekend the girls and I went out to the mountains outside of Wonju. Years back while hiking, I found a number of mulberry trees; the girls had been lamenting how they were forbidden to eat the berries on the tree next to their school as it wasn't on school property, and the owner was a stodgy old codger who was often heard to mutter about 'damn kids' and regularly kept balls hit into his yard.  Being a Good Dad and as a way to celebrate Father's Day, I thought I'd take em out to collect a few buckets so they could satiate their craving.

We brought along a huge tarp and a saw.  Once at the spot, we could see that 2 of the trees were heavily laden with berries, and that one of them had been blown down some time ago.  No matter, there would be enough berries for all!  After laying out the tarp and cutting a long thick branch off some dead wood, I went to work knocking the shit of the branches as hundreds of delicious ripe mulberries fell and were dutifully collected by the girls.

Once home, I soon realized why mulberries are generally not sold in stores: they are quite fragile, and cleaning them is a serious pain, as the stem runs through the length of the berry; to prepare them for stewing to make jam and pie took considerable time.  By the time we were done, we ended up with 6 good sized jars of delicious mulberry jam. 

My hands are still stained purple, despite using lemon juice then vinegar to clean them.  I'll have to wait a few days for it to disappear.

Time for coffee.

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