peach raspberry cobbler


It’s peach season here in Ontario, so naturally, I came home with far more juicy bits ‘o heaven than our small family could ever consume in a week.

Hence the cobbler.

Now, this dessert didn’t seem to rate quite as high on Husband’s list of foods he’d give up for sex, but it was still REALLY good.

And pretty – which is important for food, don’t you think?

better than a good, naked cuddle

Peach Raspberry Cobbler

1/4 cup milk
1 tsp lemon juice
1 tbsp cream of tartar
6 medium or 8 small peaches, sliced into 10 sections
2 c raspberries
1/4 cup sugar
1 cup flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp salt
4 tbsp butter, softened
1/3 c sugar
1 large egg

  • whisk together milk, lemon juice and cream of tartar and set aside
  • spread peaches then raspberries on bottom of 2 L baking dish
  • sprinkle with sugar and set as ide
  • sift together flour, soda and salt and set aside
  • beat butter, sugar and egg until fluffy
  • add 1/2 flour mix to egg mix and stir until ‘just mixed’
  • blend in milk mixture
  • add remaining flour mix and stir until ‘just mixed’
  • bake 40-45 minutes, until bro wn and bubbly.

About Angela

My name is Angela. I am a 28 year old psych and criminology graduate, but I'd rather not diagnose you. I am a cuddle-slut. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Polyanna, commercials, and Oprah 'reunion shows' make me cry. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I am an expert in both listening and talking. I look good in orange. I am a writer. I kick ass in Gin, Hearts, and Cribbage but I don't understand Canasta or Bridge. I can be heard singing Broadway numbers from my shower, and have dressed up as a viking princess, (complete with aluminum foil breast plate) The Phantom of the Opera, and a Ghostbuster for Hallowe'en. I have a bird named Bean. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I like vanilla body lotion, peanut butter, saunas, Jim Carrey, broccoli, pets,, Muppets, Kevin Smith, Corelle dishes, dry erase white-boards, Barenaked Ladies, Philosophy, the letter J, Harry Potter, picture frames, swimming, quilting, Michael Moore, genealogy, Raggedy Anne, tacky 50's tchotchke, 'Idiot's Complete Guide To' books, tweezers, feather pillows, polar dips, aquariums, Martin Luther King Jr., and Dr. Pepper. I don't like meat, gossips, cooked carrots, American Idol, mosquitoes, sweating, politics, public washrooms, tardiness, tuition, hunting, pat answers, pick up lines, brown bananas, cliches, pine scented air freshener, Kevin Costner, bacon, candied apples, pro-wrestling, humidity, and hypocrisy. Books I've read recently The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Dark Tower, When Nietzsche Wept, What's So Amazing About Grace?, Catcher in the Rye, Not Wanted On the Voyage, The Red Tent, The Little Prince, The Way the Crow Flies, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Poisonwood Bible, The Fall, The Knot of Vipers, Calculating God, The Chrysalids, Sick Puppy, Nineteen Eighty-Four, Franny and Zooey, The Brothers Karamazov, and jPod. I am slightly neurotic. No I'm not. Yes I am.

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