Mulberries

May 29, 2013  • 

 

 

mulberries in the streets of Beirut


Got a kilo of these (almost 2 pounds!) and asked the vendor if he had plucked them himself (I know how long it takes!); his reply was “no way, lady, we send 6 or 7 guys to do the job!”. These are my favorite berries; wish they were sold in the US as well. I remember someone telling me that their kid was having trouble digesting his food and the local doctor told her” Have him drink mulberry juice!”. Mulberries are full of fiber. The purple ones are the sweetest. Like candy. 

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  1. Rosa says:

    What an intriguing fruit…

    Cheers,

    Rosa

  2. Sareen says:

    I’ve always been curious, how do you wash mulberries? Are you supposed to wash them? And don’t they get squished when you do?

    • Joumana says:

      @Sareen: you place them on a sieve and you rinse them briefly under running tap water; at least that’s how I do it otherwise, if you soak them you end up with purple water!

  3. Nuts about food says:

    Love that last picture.

  4. Belinda @zomppa says:

    Whoa! That is a heck of a lot of mulberries – imagine how long that must take.

  5. eLena sormani says:

    I love cooking specially food from arabian countries. This is a very nice place to learn about it. Thanks

  6. Lisa the Gourmet Wog says:

    Toot, YUM! My favourite, it’s certainly been a long long time since I’ve had some, thanks for the memories 🙂

  7. deana@lostpast says:

    I love mulberries. We have a whole woods full of them. I just found an ancient greek recipe for fish with mulberries I’m dying to try. They should be ready in a few weeks.

  8. Nidal says:

    What a coincidence!
    I spotted (located) this fruit, in La Baule. A coastal city on the West of France, where I often spend my weekends.
    There are lots of trees planted in public spaces, by the sea. Strangely, nobody is interested in their fruits (except me !). In 3 week that is going to be the moment to go to collect (harvest) them…
    Unless…A very famous glacier (ice-cream maker) in La Baule, is interested in these fruits before me….
    Wait and see…
    Another childhood memory of Jericho. We called them “Toute Barri”. Their taste is paradisiac !

  9. elena says:

    i am very like a dark-red-purple mulberries, but it’s very difficult to collect them because the ripe berries immediately fall to the ground and they grow too high in the tree.

  10. Gabi says:

    Ha, I’ve got a package of dried mulberries in my kitchen closet. Bought them without knowing what to use them for – something I often do, I’m afraid. Hope I’ll get some ideas from you .

  11. Susan says:

    My parents had a mulberry tree in their yard. We used to eat the freshly fallen ones but the birds usually got the rest. It is strange that they are not marketed here.

  12. weavethousandflavors says:

    Joumana dear! I LOVE mulberries and we had a tree growing in our yard. I DO remember how we had to work to get a handful of fruit but oh so worth it!

    chow! Devaki @ weavethousandflavors

  13. Alicia (foodycat) says:

    When I was growing up in Australia, everyone knew *someone* with a mulberry tree, to gorge from until we were sick. My husband, growing up in South Africa, remembers colouring the neighbour’s bull terrier purple by rubbing mulberries all over him… such a wonderful, evocative fruit.

  14. Daryl Shadrick says:

    I live in south-central Indiana, USA, and have been an avid mulberry picker for many years. Many of the mulberries in the photo above are conspicuously not ripe, but I suppose that’s unavoidable when you’re selling them commercially. I have never ever seen them for sale in a store in America (or Japan, the other country I know best). I try to find the really ripe berries on low-hanging branches and pluck them directly off the tree. When the color is deep purple, and the berry has lost just a bit of its sheen, that is when they taste the best. Also, if you have to pull or tug on the berry at all, it’s not quite completely ripe. When they are truly ready, they surrender themselves to the gentlest of touch.

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