B is for Blueberry. I have 2 blueberry stories. The first is from a very long time ago. I took my younger sister to see Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, (the Gene Wilder version). I was home from college, so she was probably 7 or 8 years old (I am 11 years older than Dee). During the scene when Violet Beauregarde was turning into a blueberry my sister started crying. The idea of someone inflating was just too much for her. We have laughed over that for many years.
I remember when I was young that my mom would make cheesecake as a special treat when she had friends over. I really didn't like blueberries very much and would be basically horrified when she would put blueberry topping on the cheesecake instead of cherries. I just couldn't eat it. Sometimes I think she used blueberries so I wouldn't eat it and she would get the leftovers all to herself! Now, I love blueberries, but no longer eat cheesecake (thank you very much heart doctor for taking me off dairy products).