Let’s be honest with one another. Cobbler, crisp, crumble, whatever you want to call it…
It’s just the lazy baker’s version of a pie.
My mom used to make what she would call “lemonade pies” during the summer back in Connecticut and they were my favorite dessert for August nights on the screened-in porch, after coming home from a long soccer practice. (Think : graham cracker crust, Cool-Whip, and Country Time lemonade mix.) This recipe is a tribute to my mom and those delicious freezer pies, and that one preservative- rich ingredient that I could never give up.
It has been a while since I’ve posted, but we got a nice little rain storm this weekend which left me a little time to do some baking. The water turned a nice shade of brown (thanks to all the lovely runoff), and I usually like to stay out of the water for a few days when that happens (unlike Miles who was surfing in the rain yesterday).