The cobbler, hand-knit of course, is about the only thing I'm getting knit. I think the odd row here and there doesn't count!
BBQ was at our house on the 4th----- and I can't help it, I must have blueberry cobbler. Being prime blueberry season and all I have eaten these blue beauties just about every way possible. I lost my 'old faithful' recipe, how sad. But I tweaked up my own and it turned out wonderfully. A thin layer of pie crust----- lots of ice water to make it nice and short---- and a fat layer of juicy blueberries that already got a good start on the pie thing with a tumble in some sugar and flour and a bit of cinnamon in a saucepan. When they started to thicken, into the pastry they went and were topped by another layer and some sugar for a sweet and crunchy topping. I'm still in love with my huge pastry cloth, how did I ever make pie crust without it? I'm making dupes for my kids this Christmas!
I adore my blueberry cobbler with a vanilla custard sauce---- not as thin as a sauce and not as thick as a pudding. Made with soy milk and spiked with nutmeg. The four egg yolks are tempered in at the end.
Grab a spoon! Yum! My ex--husband always said that my blueberry cobbler and custard sauce was the deal sealer when he fell in love with me. The marriage didn't last but the cobbler lives on. The best part? These days he doesn't get any!