In the last edition of The Weekender, I gave y’all a little sneak preview of my trip to the Blueberry Jam last weekend. Now, it’s time for the full details. So my only question is, are you ready to jam?
Ry and I headed off to Critz Farms in Cazenovia, NY on Saturday for their annual Blueberry Jam, a day full of blueberry fritters and music, which was recommended to me by a co-worker. We started out on a rough note because my GPS got us lost when we were only minutes away, as we later found out. However, we did make it there eventually, and that’s what counts.
The event was a bit smaller than I imagined, but the place was parked up, so I knew there had to be a good reason all these people were there. I could hear blue grass and country twanging through the air as we came closer, and yes, “twanging” apparently IS a word.
The firs thing I had to do was seek out the Blueberry Fritters that I was promised. That was probably 90% of my motivation to drive out there in the first place. I used my super Smart Cookie nose to smell ‘em out, and Ry and I each snagged a serving.
If they do not look good enough for you to be drooling, let me tell how they tasted: freakin’ amazing. Those blueberry bliss babies were worth the drive alone. The outside was crisp and golden with a pleasantly airy crunch as I sunk my teeth through to the cloud-like fluffy center. These fritters were softer than clouds and studded with fresh, juicy blueberries. The dusting of sugar was the crowning touch.
Although I was ready for Fritter Round 2, Ry and I instead headed to the corn maze to live out our dreams of being expert explorers. Our dreams were crushed though because, as it turns out, neither of us are any good at navigating a maze.
We did have a fun time though. And yes, we found our way back out, but not without a few photo ops first.
I also found the chillest corn cob in existence.
Me: “Let’s see how many corn jokes we can make.”
Ryan: “You mean CORNY jokes?”
How many corn jokes can you make?
Next, we settled down for lunch. Critz Farms had a whole BBQ bonanza going, and it would be a dream to any meat lover. However, I was more interested in the cheese fries. They wound up being some of the best I’ve had in a long time; there was nothing crazy about them – they were simple and good. Plus, they were drenched in a generous amount of delicious nacho cheese sauce. Food snobs, I don’t want to hear about how that’s not real cheese; it’s good, and that’s all I know.
Next, we went to visit the goats and llamas, or as Ry calls them, “humpless llamas.” Yes, that really happened.
The goats were too cute, and quite sweet as well.
Seriously, look at how happy this little guy is.
We couldn’t leave without grabbing some homemade fudge from the gift shop. Naturally, I was drawn to the cookies and cream variety. It was rich, smooth, and wonderful, and I was impressed by the ginormous cookie chunks that were present. The one problem was that I should not have tackled the entire piece in one sitting.