Lemon~Blueberry Bundt Cake

“Ku-plink, ku-plank, ku-plunk!”

 Blueberries for Sal, Robert McCloskey, 1948

In Northern Ontario where I grew up, wild blueberries were plentiful and the only kind I knew.  On summer Sundays when my hardworking dad had a day off from his backbreaking job as a gold miner, we would  pack up the car and head to a local lake for some leisure family time. After what seemed like a long hot drive, we would finally arrive at Slab Lake.  Full of anticipation, we 3 kids would not be allowed to swim until we had picked our assigned quota of blueberries.  Being the youngest, mine would be the smallest vessel to fill.  Ku-plink, Ku-plank, Ku-plunk! That did not stop me from trying to sneak  some leaves and twigs in my pail so I could get into the lake faster!   Those blueberries would be frozen or turned into jam to last us all year.  Unlike the beloved Robert McClusky children’s story, I never encountered a bear WHILE I was picking blueberries…  Those are tales for another time!   I have loved blueberries all my life and they always bring back fond childhood memories.