The sight of the red berry peeping out of green leaves is delightful! |
I grew up on a staple diet of Enid Blyton’s books, where the
children roam free and play in the countryside, go on picnics and eat crunchy
apples (that inspired me to go for apple harvesting), bars of chocolates, and
sandwiches and pluck basketfuls of wild berries in the forest. :-)
The flowers of the strawberry. |
Little did I know that that fantasy would become reality
many years later. I mean the berry picking part of it. And that too strawberry
picking! I have an intense love affair with strawberries. There was a time, not
long ago, when everything I used, the lip balm, shampoo, face cream, perfume,
body spray, body lotion, body wash, had to smell of strawberries. This
obsession with strawberries backfired with my husband putting that fragrance in
the black list! So when The Western Routes announced their trip to Panchgani for strawberry picking, that was the culmination of my obsession with strawberries.
Rows of strawberry plants. |
We started from Pune at around 6.30 in the morning and after
a brief halt for breakfast enroute, reached Panchgani at around 10.30 am. We
arrived at Sunil Bhilare’s strawberry farm which is spread around 3 acres. Sunil
had started cultivation of strawberries around 20 years ago. The British had started
strawberry cultivation in Mahabaleshwar and Panchgani, due to the climate and soil being very
conducive to the crop. Sunil said that
it’s been almost over 80 years since strawberries were introduced in the region
and it accounts for almost 85% of the fruit produced in India.
Sunil Bhilare, the owner of the Bhilare strawberry farm in Panchgani. |
He gave us a few instructions on how to pluck strawberries.
That we must pluck only ripe fruits and not trample on the saplings. Off we
headed for picking, armed with a small cardboard box to collect strawberries
in, instead of a basket which would have fit right into my fantasy.
The plants were more like saplings, very short and on the
ground and were planted in rows. In another area of the farm, Sunil has tried
vertical farming, by placing 3 pots on top of each other with some gap between
them. This saves on space and also optimizes the use of water since the water dripping from the top most pot drips on to the ones below, and finally on the ground
levels, where he has planted broccoli which get watered on its own. That was a
brilliant idea, I thought.
The vertical farm. |
We tread carefully between rows of plants, on the lookout
for red berries peeping out from behind green leaves. In some cases the ripe
berries lay concealed under leaves, so we had to gently move the leaves to
check for berries. I plucked some berries, stopped to admire the surroundings,
put some freshly plucked fruit into my mouth, contemplating about various
things and again resumed plucking till my box was almost full. The flowers of
the strawberries are white and doesn’t have the fragrance of strawberries.
My box of strawberries. |
Bhilare has many varieties of strawberries on his farm like
the Winter Dawn, which is what we picked and Nabilla and Camarosa and Sweet
Charlie, which are sourced from different places like California and Italy.
The farm overlooking the hills. |
I chatted up with Bhilare about strawberries and he said
bees are the main pollinators for the fruit and that the season is between October
and April. They import the mother sapling from countries like Italy and the US
and from the mother plant, they get around 10 rootstocks which is planted in the
farms. Each plant yields approximately 700 grams of the berry. It takes around
21 days for the flower to turn into a ripe, red berry. In the peak season, the
Bhilare farm sends around 200 kgs of the berry to different places like
Bangalore and Hyderabad each day.
Packing strawberries to be dispatched to various places |
Having plucked and gotten to know the fruit better, it was
time to indulge in strawberries dipped in chocolate and condensed milk and some
strawberry cream. At the farm, the strawberries were priced at Rs 120 a kg, and
in Pune it is being sold at Rs 320 a kg. That’s because, it’s a very fragile
and perishable product and great care has to be taken while transporting it.
Strawberry dipped in condensed milk. |
After having enjoyed ourselves at the Bhilare farm, we headed out to the Mahabaleshwar market, where I shopped a few things unique to the place and then we had some lip smacking lunch at Bagicha. We also stopped at
Menawali at the 16th century Peshwa minister, Nana Phanavis’ home. But
the details of that would be in another post. For this is a post dedicated to
strawberries and my love for it!
Scrumptious lunch at Bagicha. |
The Western Routes conducts the strawberry picking tours every
year during the season and it’s always fun with Jayesh, the founder, whose
passion for travel and food is contagious. If this post has got you interested,
do go there next year.
And what did I do with the one kg of strawberries I had
picked. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to share my culinary experiments on this travel
blog! It was two weeks full of strawberries. Strawberry smoothie, strawberry
parfaits, two jars of strawberry jam and a baked yogurt tart with some jam
topping. I'm having withdrawal symptoms already!!
Baked Yogurt Tart with strawberry jam. |