Last week I went strawberry picking and had the pleasure of eating warmed-by-the-sun strawberries, right off the bush. Seriously, there is no better strawberry than one that is that fresh. Ruby's mouth was stained pink from the sweet juices, clearly she agreed with me.
Well there's only one thing to do when you get home with fresh strawberries: prepare them for the many dishes you'll make. I made some jam (isn't that a requirement when you go picking? Recipe up here soon!), prepared a special cake (more on that soon) and then whipped up this bad boy.
