There are some things in life that are sacred; a marriage, your time at the gym or that hour where you sit down without interruptions to watch your soap opera, or this blackberry cobbler. Yes, this cobbler is sacred. Very Sacred! This cobbler recipe has been in my family for a long time. All I know, is that it was my Grandma Annie’s and my mom doesn’t know where grandma got the recipe from. I would like to think it’s been handed down to each daughter through the years and thus therefore here it is in my hands, because I am my mother’s daughter and now I’m bestowing you all with the honor of this recipe.
Actually, I got my mom’s permission first for this and she said it was okay for me to share it.
I made these cute little cobblers this past Saturday for my parents. You see, they are celebrating their 26th wedding anniversary and Josh and I have started a tradition of making them dinner for their anniversary. I happen to love this new tradition because I love love love, cooking for my parents. Josh tends to the dinner, while I make dessert on these celebratory nights. We make such a good team. Last year I made my parents a pumpkin spice latte cheesecake for dessert. This year, blackberry cobbler. My mom was actually going to buy a cake (a champagne cake) for dessert and I told her that was silly and that I was going to make her blackberry cobbler. So she cancelled the cake order and I made cute little individual cobblers with some of the blackberries Grace and I picked last summer.
As a kid, my mom would make this a lot during the spring and summer; it was always one of my favorite desserts. She would make it ahead of time that way her oven was freed up for cooking dinner and then she would reheat it when it was time to serve dessert. It was always either paired with vanilla ice cream or fresh whipped cream. The first thing I would always do is break up all the pieces in my bowl and stir it around so that the ice cream or whipped cream turned that gorgeous berry purple color and then I would devour. This was always such a treat in our house. The crust was always my favorite part. Crunchy, yet a little soft and doughy too. The perfect combination!
Since we had made for dinner a light and fresh grilled flat bread pizza for dinner, this blackberry cobbler was the finishing touch on a wonderful evening spent celebrating my parents marriage. I know last year was their 25th which is a huge milestone…but in my opinion, in this day and age, any wedding anniversary is a milestone. I’m just so glad I had a small part in making their day a little bit more special.