My parents have a raspberry patch in their back yard. It's a bit ironic because they totally are not the garden or grow your own food type. Thankfully the raspberry patch is a hearty and resilient plant. It does not take much care at all. And for as long as I can remember this patch has flourished with berries.
I arrived in town just slightly past the prime picking time, but there were still plenty of berries left on the vines. Sean is a big fan of the raspberries. In fact one morning I knew Sean went out the dog door (they have huge dogs, so it isn't a small door). When I went out to check what he was up to, Sean was no where to be found. I started getting frantic calling his name, and out he came from the raspberry patch having a snack. He's now done this disappearing act multiple times. Whenever we are near the raspberries, Sean requests a few.
The best thing about the raspberries here is that my parents make the absolute best raspberry jam. I would love to be able to keep up that tradition in my house. I just need a big back yard with a raspberry patch first. It's on my to do list though!