Actually, don't even read this whole bl*g, if you're sick of looking at strawberries. Because if you're sick of looking at strawberries, you're crazy, and GFD is written for the sane by the sane.
(With Greek yogurt. Some of these are from Adam's, some from Mazza's. We did a taste test this morning, and the two kinds of berries are decidedly different. If I had a refined palate, I would tell you which berries had notes of berries, but instead I will tell you what my mother used to tell my sister and me: I love them both the same, just differently. [Note to Mojie: That was Mom's code for, "Katie, I love you the most. Now run along and taunt your sister with this knowledge."])