Before we moved to the left coast, I had never even heard of marionberries. It is now time to write about them. Based on three years of research, I now feel qualified to say that anything with marionberries in it is the food of the gods. I came to that conclusion today based on the divine marionberry cobbler with vanilla bean ice cream at our local McMenamin's Pub. The rich, fruity, currant-colored substance of the cobbler is unbelievable. The ice cream melts into the steaming cobbler, tempering it's decadence, and making me wish it could go on forever.
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