Wednesday, August 27, 2014

A Few of My Favorite Things: The Best Cobbler In the World

A few summers ago, probably more than a few, I made my first peach cobbler. I used a recipe I found in one of my favorite and trusted cookbooks. I went by the book, as I do every time I try a recipe for the first time. It turned out well, and was easier than I thought.

A while later, perhaps the next summer, someone had left some sugar cookie dough in the fridge at our cottage. My mother didn't know what to do with it, as she knew that no one who was there at the time would want to eat the cookies from a store bought dough (some of my fam are kind of baking snobs since I like to bake from scratch a lot). I thought a minute, and then came up with something kind of fun. I used it as a topping for a peach cobbler. (By now I was happy to adjust and tweak the recipe to my liking.) It was a hit! Even those who snub the store bought dough liked it!

So, I got to thinking...what other types of toppings could I use on a cobbler? And what else could I put in with peaches? At one point, I saw a recipe for blueberry/peach cobbler, and at some other point (they all have smooshed in my head at this time) I decided to use a recipe I received from my husband's grandmother for molasses cookies as a topping, and combined them into the most wonderful cobbler recipe in the world! I have been making it ever since, every time the peaches and blueberries are looking ever so beautiful in the markets!

Because I made this recipe up, I had to come up with approximate measurements for an actual recipe. Before that, I didn't really measure anything except for by sight. So, if anything sounds like it could use a little more, or a little less for your own liking, feel free to tweak it to your pleasure.

Here we go!


First I make the molasses cookie dough. You can use your favorite recipe here if you have one. This is mine from "Grandma B" (of course, I tweaked it a bit).

1 1/2 cups melted butter
1 1/2 cups dark brown sugar
1/2 cup molasses
2 eggs

Sift together:
4 tsp baking soda
4 cups flour
1 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp ground cloves
2 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp salt

Add sugar, molasses and eggs to melted butter, mix well. Add sifted ingredients to wet mixture, blending well. Chill for 1 hour (can be overnight as well).


These are perfectly delish on their own, and I use any extra dough I have to make cookies! Roll into 1" balls and roll in sugar. Bake @350 degrees for 10 mins. These never last past the day I make them!

Now onward to the cobbler!


I make this when the peaches and blueberries look like this! I can't resist! They are gorgeous! That's when I know it's time...
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Peel and slice 8 to 10 peaches (the ones in the picture were huge, so I used 8 of them). Wash up 2 pints of those little blue beauties, and put them in a large bowl with the peaches.


Add the following into the fruit:

1/4 cup molasses
1/2 - 3/4 cup brown sugar (light or dark, whatever you like)
1 tsp. cinnamon
2-3 tbsp honey
3 tbsp maple syrup
(I use both honey and syrup if they are on hand, otherwise use whichever one you have, and make it about 4-6 tbsp total.)
1/2 tsp salt
2 tbsp flour (for thickening)


Butter the pans. Mix the fruit until all the ingredients are blended together. You'll know when the juices start to flow, as the sugar mixes into the fruit.
Pour the fruit into a 9" * 11" and about a 9" square pans. (So, yes, I make two pans for our large lake family.)


Next take the cookie dough from the fridge, and roll 2" balls. Flatten them into little patty shapes, and dip into sugar. Place each dough round on top of fruit, slightly overlapping each one on another.


Once covered completely with the dough, place in oven and bake for 35-40 minutes. Keep an eye out for bubbly juices, that's when it's done. It may drip in your oven, this is good for the dish, meaning it's deliciously juicy, but you can place a tray or pan on a level under your dishes if this bothers you.


You can serve this dish warm or cold, but everyone in my family seems to prefer it warmed with ice cream and or whipped cream.


It's such a pretty dish, makes the whole house smell like a piece of heaven, and it's not going to break your calorie count, as it's mostly fruit, with a little cookie! (Of course, that's not counting what you might want to put on top of it!)
Every time I make this, I get compliments galore! I hope you do too! Of course, if this is too much for you, feel free to cut the recipe right in half, and enjoy it for a smaller gathering! We just never have that problem in the summer time!

Monday, August 18, 2014

Summer Family Time



Yesterday was spent at the lake. Like so may other days in summer.
We met up with my whole, nuclear family to celebrate two next generation birthdays.
The next generation. They are here, and they are awesome.


I mean awesome in the true meaning of the word. They evoke awe in me and my generation.
Life is an amazing thing. When you can watch it happen, from the beginning, it is a privilege. So many changes, so much chaos. All as time goes consistently by.
Two births celebrated. One on her fifteenth year, the other on her third. A span of twelve years, but celebrating together. Watching my two nieces, my two Godchildren celebrate their lives was awesome.


I am appreciative of celebrations at the lake in the summer. We cram dozens of family into that tiny kitchen to sing happy birthday, and it’s always amazing to me. It’s a magic home of love and life.


There, you can see so much. There are all the stages of growing up, growing old, and many memories of those who have gone. They always come to join us for the celebrations. They are with us in words, stories, jokes, even poking fun at them in a happy, beautiful, funny way, bringing them to life at our parties.
I look at the children around the large, wooden table, whose faces are barely above the table’s horizon.


I smile.
That used to be me. Peering over to see the birthday guest blow out their candles. Having a grown up snap a candid shot. Feeling a little embarrassed by the moment.
I see the same feelings through my lens, but experience now the new feelings of the grown up who snapped the candid shot.


Awesome. Truly full of awe to live such a moment.
This week we will also celebrate my mother’s birthday. So many great people born this month! It will be another great day of celebration. Another great day of life.
It has become a popular phenomenon to write out a beautiful moment in your life here in the world wide web, and hash tag it, “blessed”. It is a wonderful thing that so many people out there are appreciating the little things in their lives. Of course, it gets abused, misused and overused. That’s the nature of us, after all. I still appreciate seeing people being thankful for what they have.
Happy even.
Blessed.
It’s those little things in our age of technology, plastics, fast services, instant gratifications, that make it come together in a way that no technology can do.
It is life.


Happening.
Consistent, but changing.
Always.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Coming Out of the Low




It’s the light at the end of the tunnel
The sun creaking over the horizon
Climbing out of the deep, dark hole.
Waking up.

I snap myself out of the long, low I've been in for the last several days.
Ideas run wild in my head.
There is the catching up on household chores.
More ideas.
Desires.
I want to do things.
I like to do things.
I will do things!

I wish I could feel this way all the time.
Accomplishing on a regular basis.
Feel good every day.
Hormones have other plans for me.
They like to pull me up and drop me down.
I am at their will.
I do their bidding.
They silently rule the universe.

I wonder if they get a kick out of it?
Do they know at all, the power they possess?
Do they enjoy the toying with my body and mind?

I hope they at least appreciate my obedience.
Smile with me
Cry with me
Join me.

For now, I am coming out of the low.
I am on my way back up.
On my way to my favorite time.
Which makes this a good feeling.
Knowing what is coming is good.
Out of the low.



Monday, August 4, 2014

Late Night Chats



Flop on the bed
Lights are dim
It’s late
The boys off to dreamland.

Late night talking with my daughter.
My one and only girl.
So much feeling!
So much love!
So much chatting!

Friends
Foes
Loves
Losses
Pasts
Presents
And futures.

School
Summer
Plans
Tears
Spirits
Laughter
Love

So much love!

These are the moments
The times
I will never forget.
Even if there comes a day
That I don’t remember.

That love will never leave me.

Monday, July 21, 2014

From the Front Door


From the front door I see the lake.
It's large, obvious, and beautiful.
I see the sun shining down on everything in its path.
I feel like I just entered a new world,
One which is peaceful, wonderful, alive.
It sends a shiver down my spine, despite the heat of the day.
The grass, trees and bushes are lush green,
And flowers show themselves like tiny dots of color all around.
There are other colors too...
Childrens' chairs, and water toys,
Flags and bathing suits,
Kayaks and boats and other floaty things.
Making a most amazing rainbow across the ground.
I want to just ride it to the water,
Leave my troubles behind.
Question everything.
Question nothing.
Go where everything is new and fresh and good.
Then I remember...
I am already here.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

More of My Favorite Things

It happens.
I completely forgot to blog yesterday.
I am amazed I made it this far into blogging, before I forgot.
I tend to forget things easily.
Especially if life gets in the way.
Which happens a lot in the summer.
Summer is life.
It can get in the way all it likes.
It gets in the way, and I am glad.
Glad for the sun, the warmth, the greenery all around.
Glad for the lake, the cool, beautiful, fresh water.
Glad to sit by the water and catch up with family, friends and good books.
Loving fresh, locally grown produce.
Loving the many celebrations of life and love throughout the summer time.
Loving watching my children grow up next to their cousins, as I grew up next to mine.
I even love making sure there is time to do everything we want to do in the summer!
What do you look forward to in summer time?
What things do you love about summer?
I love life, so I love summer.
Summer is life.

Monday, July 7, 2014

Personal Week: Yep, I’m Still Fat, But…

Trying for the past 15 weeks to get into shape has been rough. It’s no longer the go outside and walk, walking more and faster every week. No. I’m in my 40’s now, and that just didn’t happen like it used to. It’s been a slow, tiring progress, but a progress nonetheless.

Through these 15 weeks, I've had many sore spots, many back tracks, with lots of ice and chiropractic to help me walk on.
Walking.
Just walking.
People do it every day. Then, why is it so hard?
Oh, right, because I’m fat.



Walking every week day, or at least most of them, my daily reminders that I am fat are louder than ever. Yes, I get at least one daily reminder that I am fat. Something happens, usually I run into something with my wide self, or move a certain way that hurts, or simply, my fat gets in my way. It could be any of dozens of different things that can happen on any given day. You can usually hear me simply say out loud, “Yes, I know I’m fat,” in reply. It always boggles my mind when I meet someone fat, who doesn’t realize they are so, or in denial about it, or whatever. I get at least one daily reminder a day, don’t they?

My shins screamed at me to the point of wanting to quit after the first few weeks, despite the stretching. A new pair of sneakers, and some terrific advice from friends helped that immensely. I waited the usual 4 to 6 weeks to see some improvement, to feel stronger, more limber, to be able to walk further for longer.
There really wasn't much to see.
I am a patient person, so I waited another few weeks. I know that being in my 40’s, and out of shape, things are going to take longer than ever.
I looked for the little things. Can I stretch a bit further? Yes. Good. Can I get through the walk with less pain? Yes. 
Good.
Keep going.



10 weeks came and I felt pretty good. I was still tired, when I was finished, but I recovered well, and could go about my day without feeling drained.
Good.
Keep going.
Here I am on week 15. It’s been a long process, but I can take a longer walk in the same amount of time, and I’ve added some crunches and push ups to my workout routine. Even those have increased. Finally! Some noticeable progress!
Keep going!
Up to this point, I haven’t expected significant weight loss, or to look smaller or better. I do feel better, and that’s a great start. I love it when my muscles respond to my moving without moaning and groaning about it. When I want to get up and do something, I don’t have to mentally prepare for pain. It’s dwindling, and that feels good. I want to get up and do things much more, now that it’s not so hard.
Good!
At this point, I look forward to walking on week days. I love the music on my ipod, and I got some new shorts to walk in, so I truly look forward to it. I’ve also noticed that I look better. I am only down about 5 pounds on the scale, but I know that I have built muscle too, so there is more than 5 pounds of fat that has gone. I can see it myself in the mirror, because I am looking for it. I haven’t heard anyone else tell me they’ve noticed, but I know that I am usually the first to do so. I’ve been down this road many times before. I am patient. I know it will come eventually. It’s not the reason I’ve chosen to do this, but it’s a nice perk.
Keep going.



I’ve decided to walk to be healthier. Losing fat is a side effect of healthy living. Walking has brought many things in my life to a better point. I am grateful that I can do it any time I choose. That my body will still move and respond in a positive way, even though I have spent many years avoiding taking very good care of it. I want to keep walking as a part of my health care routine. It’s not a weight loss thing, it’s a health thing. It is as good for my mind as it is for my body.
Good.
Keep going.