Monday, July 11, 2011

going to eat a lot of peaches

While in southern IL for the 4th weekend we picked up some Calhoun County peaches on our way out of town. These peaches are grown on a peninsula between the Mississippi River and the Illinois River. They are usually pretty big and very juicy and they go fast cause everybody down there knows how good they are!


We got enough to eat fresh and put some in the freezer to enjoy later in the year.

On Saturday I made peach blueberry cobbler to share for a cookout at Lake Blm

Here's the fruit in the sauce (see recipe below)

Here's the cobbler ready to go into the overn!

And here's the yummy results!

I also cut & sugared enough peaches to freeze for 5 more cobblers!

This week I'll be using the rest of the peaches in a pie - mmm!

Peach Blueberry Cobbler
(yes, it's going in the favorites folder!)

1 tablespoon cornstarch
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup cold water
2 cups sugaraed sliced fresh peaches
1 cup fresh blueberries
1 tablespoon butter
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 cup flour
1/2 cup sugar
1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup milk
1/4 cup soft butter

Mix first 3 ingredients; add fruits. Cook and stir till mixture thickens (see picture above). Add 1 tablespoon butter and lemon juice. Pour into 8 1/4 x 1 3/4 round overware cake dish (I just used a pie plate).
Mix dry ingredients. Add milk and butter all at once; beat smooth. Pour (more like drop) over fruit (see picture above). Sprinkle 2 tablespoons sugar and 1/4 teaspoon nutmeg (I used cinnamon) over batter. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes. Serve with ice cream.

Side note:

I sang the peaches song for the entire hour and a half that I worked on freezing the peaches and making the cobbler. fact.

Moving to the country
Going to eat a lot of peaches
Moving to the country
Going to eat me a lot of peaches
Moving to the country
Going to eat a lot of peaches
Moving to the country
Going to eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soaking bulges in the shade

Taking little naps where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for it to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or a pie

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Look out!

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