those fruits always boasted such sweet promises every summer they arrived at the fruit stand in town wrapped in foreign writing my dreamy eyed little girl nibbled them with red stained lips she asked her gramps one summer afternoon if they could plant their own cherry tree so he took her to a spot and together they did plot to raise cherries by the driveway the pits took hold in the rich soil as they both thrived tall and strong it littered the front of her grandparent's house with it's delicious bounty we stood under the tree every summer we could come as they rained down upon us still going strong three decades later although we have not been around for a great long while to delight in this sweet red legacy
Cerise Noir is pronounced "Serreese Nowar" , it's French for black cherries.My daughter, parents and myself always loved sweet black cherries and when we lived in Germany , the cherries would come in from southern France or Italy every summer. My daughter who was 5 at the time wanted to grow her own fruit tree. So she and my father planted black cherry pits. They took and for may years there were black cherries towering over my parents driveway ! My parents recently sold that property and we so hope someone is still picking them and not just letting them go to waste.