Not sure what it is about raw sugar on top of a dessert that makes me crave it. The most humble of treats suddenly looks like it’s been turned into precious gems, which is cheesy but true. There’s no cheese in this though.
Nothing but cobbler dumplings and prodigous amounts of tart goodness. Not that you’d want anything else, now would you?
Ah, it’s that time of year again when the humble farmer plants his crop of… errr… cobbler. Y’all didn’t know this is where it came from? You thought somebody baked it? Silly people, here is proof that cobbler is cultivated.
She picked these by hand you know, hours of back breaking work in the fields just to bring these treats to you. Show some love y’all, and get the poor woman a mint julep. You know, in case she wants to go to the… Kentucky Derby… or something. It made a lot more sense in my head.
Because nerds bake too. Oh yes, we do. If you want proof of that,look no further than below this first pic.
Baking spreadsheets for all! How can you not love this? She should be forced to make these for every recipe, and distribute them out before hand so that those of us who suck at it will no longer sob pitifully. Like chained to the computer.
You have to love any woman who can get down and nerdy, and do a fair imitation of Betty Crocker with this delicious snack.