I was eating some grape salad the other day, and suddenly found myself humming the tune to the Little Lad Starburst Commercial. Yeah, you know the one. “Berries and cream, berries and cream, I’m a little lad who loves berries and cream!” Amused by my own subconscious connection between some creamy grapes and a song about creamy berries, I realized my subconscious had recalled a fact from Kindergarten that my rational self had long misplaced…that grapes are a berry…i think.
I mean, when I consider what they look like, and how they grow, it’s obvious. But nobody says, “We toured the Nappa Valley berry orchards last Spring,” or “Pick up some of those green berries when you go to the store.” And if I ever ordered a triple-berry cobbler, and out came a dessert comprised of three grape varietals, I’d be less than thrilled. So, I guess I just hadn’t thought about it. Just to make sure, I checked the web, which not only confirmed my theory, but also made me feel like an idiot, and reassured me that I’m not the biggest idiot, all at the same time. Thanks Internet!