This spring we attempted to grow wonderberries in hopes of continuing the Peterson tradition. We just couldn't get them past the alfalfa sprout stage before they would die. So on the second attempt with the same outcome, Devo decided to just plant them in the garden. They looked like they were dead and then a couple weeks later, wow! plants were growing. Devo took great pride in watching and taking care of the plants. He couldn't wait for the first good frost so he could pick them and make a pie. We had just enough to make one pie. As Devon says wonderberry pie is just part of being Peterson and identifies it with family.

Now, me not being peterson by blood, I'm not very fond of wonderberry pie. I kept warning my family it is not anything like boysenberry pie (which is a LaDue Tradition). Emily tried it a couple times but is with mom on the taste. Britney actually said it wasn't as bad and she had expected and she actually ate a whole piece! Hopefully next year we will have lots of pies to share with family and friends.