The saying goes "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade". Here in Western Oregon, we've changed that up a bit. "When life gives you blackberries, make blackberry cobbler"! With all the moisture that we get, things grow like crazy around here. Especially blackberries. They have a wicked mind of their own and the wild things will grow up and cover your house, car, outdoor pet in no time if you don't fight them off with a machete on a regular basis. Last summer, Ken was doing just that in the side yard, when he decided to grab a bucket and pick before he chopped. We ended up with several bags of ripe beautiful frozen blackberries.
Cobbler is one of those super easy desserts that was a staple at my grandmothers table. Several years ago, on my 23rd birthday she gave me a copy of her favorite cookbook.
It's a collection of recipes from the ladies of a nearby ranching community. Good hearty recipes from a group of women who were used to feeding large families and hardworking ranch hands. And I love the fact that every time I open it, I get to see this...
...a picture of my sweet grandma. In probably the only illegal thing she ever did in her life, she had cut out the picture of an old drivers license and taped it on the first page. It was one of her favorite pictures and it captures her spirit perfectly.
The cobbler recipe from grandma's cookbook uses basic ingredients and is quick and easy, but what a treat. Nothing like warm cobbler with ice cream.
What you'll need:
1 c. flour
1/2 c. milk (might need a little more to make the batter thin enough to pour)
1 c. sugar
1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
a dash of cinnamon (optional)
about 1 quart blackberries ( or any other favorite fruit, sliced)
Preheat oven to 350. Place fruit in the bottom of a 9x9 baking dish...
Mix the remaining ingredients together in a mixing bowl to make a thick but pourable batter. Pour over the top of the fruit, but don't mix.
Bake at 350 for about 45 minutes. The batter ends up cooking down into the berries giving it a.....wait for it.....
...cobbled effect. (Get it? Cobbler, cobbled effect?! I crack myself up...). Couple of tips: let your cobbler cool a bit before you sneak a bite from the corner to make sure it's fit for anyone else to eat. Oh, and don't try to blame the cat or the dog when your husband asks who took the nibble out of the corner. He won't believe you.
Add a scoop of good vanilla ice cream and you end up with this.......
...heaven in a dish. So good. Last night when I came home from work, Ken had gotten off early and had mixed one up for us. Love that boy. He knows how to keep me happy!