Re: Blackberry Cobbler
We used to pick them in VERY rural Alabama when I was a kid. We'd fill our motorcycle helmets full of them, take them back to Grandma's house and she'd make that cobbler... or pie.. .ohhh so goood. Us boys would crank the handle on the ice cream churn, until it wouldn't budge. MMmmmmm that was living large wasn't it!
Mom always knew when we had been picking berries, our hair had all kinds of blackberry stains from the berries in our skid lids.....