Posted by Emily
Tags: baking, berries, blackberries
When I made my last trek to the grocery store, I was wandering aimlessly around the produce section (as you do) and saw they a large carton of blackberries on sale. I love blackberries and this made me think back to when I was kid living on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. My neighborhood was right across from the beach (I say was because it’s not there anymore due to Katrina) and there was house at the front of the street that had been ripped away by one hurricane or another and all that was left was the foundation. Plants and weeds had grown up around the destruction over the years and it was CRAZY with blackberries. I remember riding my bike over there in the summers and picking blackberries and then I brought them home and my mom made a yummy cobbler with them.
It felt like cheating to just buy blackberries, but still, I couldn’t pass up the chance for some Blackberry cobbler in the middle of August. I looked through my mom’s recipes and couldn’t find the one she used, but I think it was just a fairly basic passed-down-from-your-grandmother type of recipe. What I did find (on a handwritten card, so I have no clue where she got it) was a recipe that looked relatively easy but fun to make. It’s different than I’ve ever seen cobbler made, but I think it worked out really well and it tasted great.
















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