And since we are swimming in peaches at the Pope house right now, I thought now was as good a time as any to try my hand at it.
I'm a Northern Girl so I was a little nervous. I know I can handle "bars", but cobbler? Not so sure.
Not only have we been picking peaches at the local "U-Pick" fruit farm, but Mr. Terry showed up a couple days ago with a box full of peaches and tomatoes from his garden.
It's a Paula Dean recipe, but don't let that scare you. It was seriously the easiest thing I have ever made.
- If you're using fresh or frozen peaches follow the next few steps. If you're not into that, just open a big 28 oz can of peaches and skip ahead. (MUST HAVE HEAVY SYRUP!!)
- Slice and peel your peaches. You want at least 2 cups.
2. Put peaches in a sauce pan and add 1 cup sugar
3. And one cup water.
4. Bring to a boil, reduce heat, and simmer for 10 minutes.
5. Put 1/2 a stick of butter in the dish you are going to bake the cobbler in and stick it in the oven at 350 to until it is melted.6. While the butter is melting, mix 1 cup of sugar, 3/4 cup of self rising flour, and 3/4 cup of milk in a bowl.
7. Pull your melted butter out of the oven.
8. Slowly pour your flour/sugar/milk mix over the butter. DO NOT STIR!
9. Gently spoon your peaches into the dish being careful not to stir it up.
10. Then pour that yummy sugar water (or heavy syrup) over the whole mix and sprinkle with cinnamon.
11. Stick it in the oven at 350 degrees for 35-45 minutes.
Feel free to do a little cleaning while you wait.
Your kitchen will start to smell like Heaven about 15 minutes into the baking time.
I screwed up and melted a whole stick of butter so we ended up doubling the whole thing and it turned out just as yummy.
Plus now we have left overs! This is so easy and tastes just like something Maw Maw would've served up.
Maybe I'm a little more Southern then I give myself credit for.




Andrew and I met 10 years ago when I moved from Minnesota to Georgia.
A couple years later we decided to make it official.
Obviously I didn't see any issues with photographing a white dress on a white door.
But everyone did show up.
Andrew and I giggled through the whole ceremony.
My poor Mom missed her first flight and then had her second flight get hit by lightening. It was a rough morning for her!
The day before the wedding, my friend Hannah came over to help me make my cake.
We ended up running out of frosting on one side and the cake totally started melting when we were doing pictures!
It took us five minutes to figure out how to do the whole interlocking arms thing for our toast!
A few weeks later we flew up to Minnesota for a wedding party at my parents house with all my friends and family from back home.
In 2004 we went to
In 2005 we stayed at an amazing hotel in Atlanta and Andrew took me to see all the touristy things I've never gotten to do.
In 2007 we spent another night in Atlanta and ate at my favorite Japanese Steakhouse.

