It had been a long time since I'd seen this plant and, of course, its fruit. The name I know them by is gooseberries; that's what my father called them. They're similar to cherries but with a very different shape, a very tart flavor, and a green color—I never saw them red. My mother used to preserve them with unrefined cane sugar. That's how we ate them. The more daring of my siblings would eat them with salt when they got home.
How lovely to see this fruit. A memory from my childhood.

Saludos @hjrrodriguez