while out walking in our great new city, ted & I discovered that wild black raspberries grow everywhere here. he's been getting up early on the weekends, really early, and going out picking. I went with him one morning, but I'm a bit unreasonable before breakfast, so he goes by himself now.
I think he's picked about a dozen pints now, and he's made the tastiest wild black raspberry jam. these berries don't taste like raspberries, or like blackberries, but have a taste all their own. and are really seedy, which I like.