my mom is a blackberry

Most of the time, I know the blackberry is probably really tart, but I eat it anyway, and I make that "ick this is really tart and bitter" face where my nose scrunches up and I shut my eyes real tight. But every now and then, you get a perfect one, and it's so sweet, and it's THOSE berries that keep you thinking, every time, that it might not be tart. So you take a chance, every freakin time, because that one time it was so sweet and perfect, and you end up making the face again. It's tart.