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raspberry
[ raz-ber-ee, -buh-ree, rahz- ]
noun
- the fruit of any of several shrubs belonging to the genus Rubus, of the rose family, consisting of small and juicy red, black, or pale yellow drupelets forming a detachable cap about a convex receptacle.
- any shrub bearing this fruit.
- a dark reddish-purple color.
- Informal.
- any sign or expression of dislike or derision.
raspberry
/ ˈrɑːzbərɪ; -brɪ /
noun
- any of the prickly shrubs of the rosaceous genus Rubus , such as R. strigosus of E North America and R. idaeus of Europe, that have pinkish-white flowers and typically red berry-like fruits (drupelets) See also bramble
- the fruit of any such plant
- ( as modifier )
raspberry jelly
- black raspberryPopular nameblackcap
- a related plant, Rubus occidentalis , of E North America, that has black berry-like fruits
- the fruit of this plant
- a dark purplish-red colour
- ( as adjective )
a raspberry dress
- a spluttering noise made with the tongue and lips to express contempt (esp in the phrase blow a raspberry )
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Example Sentences
But he insist his character, Petel (Hebrew for raspberry) has a universal appeal.
And none of the 13 directors or 19 writers of Movie 43 came to claim their Golden Raspberry.
The Golden Raspberry Awards—the Razzies—honors the worst in film with the best (and weirdest) show a few dollars can afford.
The annual Golden Raspberry Awards highlight the worst films of the year.
And a feast it is – yogurts with fresh squeezed fruits, salmon soufflé, raspberry flan, and always crepes to finish the meal.
She brought some water and raspberry syrup, and Hans Nilsen, contrary to his custom, took a long draught.
Wild raspberry bushes had grown in profusion among the black, sentinel-like trunks of dead trees.
In the winter, they jumped into fleecy snowdrifts and rolled until their little bronze bodies took on a red-raspberry tint.
Thence to the Greyhound in Fleet Street, and there drank some raspberry sack and eat some sasages, and so home very merry.
There is no berry so fascinating nor so delicious to me as a raspberry, especially at breakfast, half hidden under golden cream.
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