All year, I wait for this to happen. For cherries to flood the marketplace. The king? Rainiers. They’re approximately double the price of regular cherries, and a delicious hybrid of Van and Bing varieties. They’re incredible, and I eat them like there is no tomorrow.

And there really isn’t a tomorrow. Friday night at Costco I got the last clam shell of Rainiers. Seems like the season may be coming to an end. Who knows when I’ll get to taste their sweet meaty flesh again, but I’m hoping it’s in a few weeks when I go to Kelowna to visit my brother. BC Cherry says they’ll be in high production when I’m there.

Maybe by then my stomach will have settled down again, and I’ll stop finding pits in weird places.