Temperatures today are supposed to reach the mid-to-high 90's, and what am I contemplating? Not sunning by the pool, not splashing IN the pool, and not any of a thousand and one activities involving the creative use of ice cubes.
I am contemplating peach cobbler.
Specifically, I am contemplating BAKING peach cobbler.
I blame this fluffy mystery I'm reading, The Peach Cobbler Murders, (or something like that) one of those mysteries with recipes included. The writing isn't great and the plot is taking FOREVER to move forward, but oh my god, the baked goods.
Books like this should come with a basket of tasty treats, one per chapter.
It's probably a good thing I have no peaches, at the moment.
Although tomorrow is grocery day…
(I have just remembered that there is a bag of frozen strawberries in the freezer. I have no idea where they came from. Is there such a thing as strawberry cobbler?)
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