I have food hunches. I love honey, and had a hunch for a long time that it was more than just another way to sweeten food. I knew it was good for me. I also had hunches that popcorn, coffee, dark chocolate, and red wine had health benefits long before the experts did. I love cherries, too. I have been patiently waiting for cherries to have their day. Not that anyone ever cautioned against the evils of cherries (that I am aware of), but outside of Traverse City, Michigan one seldom hears a rave about them either.
That us, until this week. I attended a Twitter party about the awesomeness of cherries. It’s like I’m some kind of miracle food barometer. What’s next you ask? You with your bated breath, and your grocery list in hand? It’s molasses, but let’s stick to cherries and let them have their 15 minutes of fame.
My cherry adoration was really kicked up a notch when I learned that they can reduce inflammation and are supposed to be good for runners. I’ve become a runner, you see. Or as I refer to myself – a trotter. Not as in Harlem Globe. Not as in hot-to. As in: I am ridiculously slow. There is only one girl at the gym that runs slower than I do, and I felt smug about that, but then I realized she had something wrong with her leg. So, the cherry anti-inflammatory recovery might not be as crucial to me as it is to others but I like having a justification for buying cherry juice (it’s expensive!) and drinking it straight.
Choose Cherries has more information and recipes but I am suspicious that they are in Lansing, which those of you who are not from Michigan will be surprised to learn that it, and not Detroit, is the capital. Of the State. The Cherry Capital is Traverse City. They pretty much celebrate cherries year ’round up there. In the summer, they have the Cherry Festival. This includes fun things like a cherry pit spitting contest. In the winter, they have Winterfest, which includes fun things like a cherry pit spitting contest. I don’t know what else they do. As long as they keep the cherries coming, I don’t care, either.
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