Tater Tot and Ford Blue

Tate and Ford were overdue for a bath. It just really doesn't get much better than this.  

Cobbler

Nothing says summer to me like a cobbler made with fresh fruit.  My parents invited me over for dinner and I thought I would bring make a cobbler for dessert. I wanted to surprise my mom so I couldn't ask her for her recipe.  I could have sworn she's given it to me before but I couldn't find it in my cut and paste cookbook I've created over the years. Damn. Well after looking at about 15 different recipes online I just sort of decided to wing it.  I ended up using blackberries and peaches.


Blackberry/Peach Cobbler:
1 stick butter
1 cup self rising flour (or 1 cup flour, 1 teaspoon baking powder, and a pinch of salt)
1 cup milk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
A pinch of cinnamon
1 cup blackberries
1 cup peaches, cut into smaller chunks to match the size of your berries)
1 1/4 cups sugar


*Feel free to substitute 2 cups or a bit more of your favorite summer fruit. I am going to try this next with blueberries and nectarines!

•  Heat oven to 350 degrees.  Melt stick of butter in 2 quart oven safe dish.
• Mix milk, flour, vanilla extract, cinnamon and sugar.  (It will be a runny batter)
•  Pour batter into melted butter. Do not stir.
• Drop fruit on top of batter. Do not stir. 
• Sprinkle with a bit of sugar. 
•  Bake for 45 minutes until golden.  Serve with vanilla ice cream.

It was a huge hit.  There is just a tiny square left for my Dad to enjoy tomorrow with coffee.  I may have had seconds. Then I may have scraped the side of the dish. What? Don't judge. Once you make it you will understand.

Update: SINK

PS. As an update. Sink: 0 Meredith:1.  Winning!

Seriously. This happened.

So I was about to start making this dress last night for an upcoming wedding and I decided I needed to change the bobbin tension. (Thanks Lauren :)  I was trying to tighten the screw on the bobbin when I realized I needed to use tweezers. Where does one usually keep tweezers? Yes. The bathroom. What should you NOT take into a bathroom and hold over a sink? A bobbin with teensy weensy tiny pieces. So I start to "tighten" the screw and I guess my righty-tighty was really lefty-loosey and tink tink tink there goes the side of the bobbin right down the drain.  After several minutes of  cursing loudly I finally started to take the sink apart.  Only problem was that this is a pedestal sink we are talking about.  I don't know how some big burly plumber man squeezed his arms behind it to put the pipes in.  I could barely fit my twig monkey arms back there.   So after several attempts (read: 45 minutes of rubber gloves on and lots of yelling at the dogs to leave the bathroom) and absolutely no progress I ended up wiggling the U-Shaped part off.  Got out all the pieces and promptly threw the pipe in the sink. I will fix it later.  Actually let's be honest. I will probably have my Dad fix it.  Dads are much better at these things. So much for my early nights sleep.