My first choice on what to do with a bowl of fresh blackberries would be to sit on the front porch with a good book and eat them slowly one at a time while maybe dipping them into a saucer of sugar before popping them into my mouth. But that would be selfish and for no reason at all I decided not to be selfish and instead make blackberry cobbler for Sunday night dessert.
Whenever I make a dessert with in-season berries it feels almost ghastly to pour them all in at once like that. Six cups of blackberries baked in crust? Two months ago I would have shaken you by the shoulders until you came to your senses.
This picture (from his cookbook) makes me homesick for New England. I think a picket fence trimmed garden would make breakfast taste very good. In Texas you might be eating outside like that and get bit by a black widow or a rattlesnake. Okay, so the chances are slim but truthfully when I was setting up our party last weekend I killed a black widow under the patio table. Did you hear me yell as I whacked it with enough force to knock out a large farm animal? Can you tell I am very much in need of a trip home to Connecticut?
This is Lee Bailey’s cobbler. I would share the recipe but after finding the same cookbook on Amazon (used) for 54 cents I suddenly find myself too lazy to type it all out. But if you really want me to I will.