Maurice Carême

Mother Raspberry made the best jam in the valley; it even tamed the savage wolf. "Not far from the village, in a white cottage nestled in the woods, lived old Mother Raspeberry. Every year in late summer when the berries were ripe, the small house bustled with children. Carefully they crushed the freshly picked berries and boiled them slowly in a large copper kettle, until the whole valley smelled of Mother Raspberry's famous jam. In winter when...