Such is life, I was going to post a recipe for Pumpkin cookies my son and I made the other night. However, when I read the copyright, it said it could not be duplicated in any way what-so-ever. So…..I’m posting one of favorite and easy, go to deserts. This will leave everyone raving about your ability to bake a delicious dessert. You don’t have to tell them how easy it was.
One of my fondest (and scariest), memories from childhood involves the picking of fruit. As goes with most stories involving fruit, more of it gets eaten than in the baskets! I have a vague memory of being around blackberry brambles and eating my fill of the delicious berries. Getting stuck, by the thorns, in my fingers as well as in my clothes and hair. What a bother! That completely slowed down my ability to stuff myself with as many blackberries as I could find. I also remember the “yuck” factor, when I would pick one that wasn’t quit ready. I must have been quite young, because this memory is not accompanied by a visual recollection (as most of my memories are), but rather an audio recollection. That being in the form of a piercing scream, followed instantly by arms grabbing me and running like mad back to the house. I then recall something about a snake under the brambles. Well, there you have it, that basically ended my foray into blackberry picking. Then, last summer we were at an anniversary cookout, for our area churches, summer camp. My friend and I were walking with our kids when she saw a blackberry bush. She then proceeded, without care, to pick the berries and give them to our kids. While she was focused on the berry picking, I was focused as a snake look-out. My son LOVES anything berry, he was so excited to get berries right off the vine. Let the stuffing begin! I decided that enough was enough, if my son enjoyed picking fresh berries, then by george we would pick some berries! That’s exactly what we did.
In our neighborhood, I had spotted some blackberry thickets. Ok, it’s now or never. I got some containers, my son, and we hopped on the little cars and took off to pick some blackberries. I, of course, brought high boots for us to put on….just in case of snakes. We picked, and ate, a bunch of blackberries. My husband decided to join us and we made a day of it. We picked all the ones we could find in our neighborhood, then moved on to scout surrounding areas. We found a lot, though most didn’t make it into the containers. No wonder, when we got home, no one was hungry. Another benefit is that most places we went, after that day, we were on the lookout for blackberry bushes!
- 1 stick of butter
- 1 cup of flour
- 1 cup of sugar
- 1 egg
- 1 cup of milk
- any fruit of your choice, in this case, blackberries
- brown sugar
- 1 tsp Cinnamon
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Melt the stick of butter in the microwave (or in a small saucepan) pour in the bottom of a casserole dish, or baking dish.
Mix the milk, flour, sugar, egg and cinnamon together and pour over the melted butter
Carefully drop your prepared fruit (peaches, apples, pears, raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, etc.,) on TOP of your batter.
Then sprinkle, liberally, with the brown sugar over the fruit
Put in the oven for 30 minutes, or until the batter has risen over the fruit and turned a deep golden brown.
Remove from oven, serve warm with a lovely scoop of ice cream.
Your family will think you are a genius, and worked VERY hard to create this delectable treat. Only you and I will know the truth!