As kids in the 1960s, we always looked forward to vitising "Grampy Smith" at Linnacre in New Hampton, not least of all for a chance to eat fresh raspberries straight off the bush. Especially delicious were the "orange" variety he grew on a limited number of plants. Even our dog Sandy would eat those right off the bush.
Sadly, the Linnacre berry patch (now owned by my Uncle Dan) has died off of old age. In the spring of 2007, I bought a "Gold" raspberry plant at Wal-Mart, and stuck it in a container to see what would happen. A year later, here is one of the results.