Photo Credit:Health Renegade
'I grew up in rural New England. When the nights chilled in the fall, maple leaves turned golden and the oaks a deep red. Hot Indian summer days with cold nights were perfect for berry picking. Every weekend during berry season, my mother packed the family station wagon with snacks and drove to her favorite wild blueberry spot. When the first frost turned cranberries crimson, we gathered these low-lying berries too. And it wasn’t just berries—we also gathered wild hazelnuts and black walnuts.
I didn’t know it then, but these winter treats were packed with polyphenols.'
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