Strawberries from the supermarket never seem to taste quite as good as these. And then there is the heavy cream of course
It's that point in the (early) summer, so instead of an actual lunch today, we enjoyed fresh strawberries picked by the Grand Duchess and Young Master this morning along with real whipped cream (my contribution) and shortcakes. Definitely not heart-smart, but delicious. Ahhhh. . . I also now feel better prepared for a game of chess with Bengt Ekerot.