A Crisp Cherry Stomp

I wandered into the kitchen following a sweet, tangy scent and climbed onto the marble counter. Right in front of me sat a ceramic bowl heaped with plump, dark red cherries on green stems! One of the loose cherries rolled out and bumped straight into my red shoe, wobbling to a halt on the smooth surface. Naturally, I couldn't resist. I hopped lightly onto the little stem, bouncing once or twice to test the spring. It gave a satisfying little snap and tilted the fruit just enough to send it rolling in lazy circles around my feet.