Yay! It’s blackberry season!
One of the great memories of my childhood is climbing the hill behind my grandparents’ house to pick blackberries in the woods. Papaw always had to lead the way, because no one else knew exactly where they were. If you’ve never gone lookin’ for blackberries in the woods, then I need to explain the required dress code: long sleeves, long pants, and lots of OFF sprayed all over you. The mosquitoes, biting flies, and snakes are only the tip of the iceberg. You don’t know sufferin’ until you’ve come home with chiggers. They’re little mites and they burrow under your skin or bite or something. They love getting under the waistband of your pants, or around the tops of your socks for some reason. And yet, it’s a happy memory. I think I probably ate more than I picked back then, so I wasn’t really much help, but I wish I could go back and pick blackberries with Papaw again.
These days, I don’t know where to find any wild berries, and to be truthful, the tame ones (planted, in other words) somehow aren’t as good. But, when the lady down the road started selling tame blackberries she had picked, I didn’t miss the chance to buy a gallon. I can get 2 or 3 cobblers out of a gallon, so it’s worth it.
Anyway, here is how I make mine. It’s probably about the same as everyone else; I don’t do anything unusual; it’s just your basic cobbler recipe.
3 C fresh or frozen blackberries - either works just fine
1/2 stick butter, melted
extra butter for baking dish
1 C self-rising flour
1 C milk
1 C sugar
1/4 C sugar
2 Tbsp sugar
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Use extra butter to grease glass baking dish. Mix flour, milk, and cup of sugar together in a bowl. Whisk in melted butter. Pour the batter into the baking dish. Pour berries over batter, arranging evenly. Sprinkle 1/4 C sugar over berries. Bake, uncovered, for 50 minutes. Sprinkle 2 Tbsp sugar over cobbler and bake additional 10 minutes.
Now, top that fresh cobbler with some vanilla ice cream, and you’ve got Heaven in a dish!
Music to cook by. . .
”Country Sunshine” by Dottie West
Until next time, Happy Cooking! :)
Childhood is the most beautiful of all life’s seasons. ~Author Unknown