Family reunions and the 4th of July call for fruit cobblers. I told the bagger at the grocery store today that I was making a cobbler and he had no idea what I was talking about. He kept saying, “a what?” Apparently, he wasn’t from this neck of the woods.
Mother always made her own crust, but I cheat a little (o.k., a lot) and use the Pillsbury pie crusts. I prefer crusty, flaky cobblers, not chewy cobblers. The chewy ones have a flour batter dropped into the fruit. The type that Cracker Barrel serves (which are yummy, too).













































