I can’t believe it’s been seven months since the last time I blogged. I feel guilty, but then, I don’t, because a lot has happened; I started a new job, left it, and started another one. I road tripped up the California Coast. I also made this batsh*t crazy blueberry cobbler.
How did you come up with the name? you might ask. It was inspired by the times. I can’t believe I live in a country where someone who owns a gun has more rights over their weapon than I do over my uterus. It’s distressing, horrifying, and disheartening. I honestly feel like crying and puking just writing about it.
I could go on for hours, but I’m basically speechless. I actually think this movie I just watched would be an eye opener for anyone who is trying to understand what it means to take away a woman’s fundamental right to control her own body. It’s a French movie set in the 60s, but the scary part is, it has direct parallels with what is happening today. There were parts where it was hard to watch, but I tried to force myself to watch all of it. If I’m having this reaction and I’m not dealing with this currently, imagine how the hundreds of thousands of women feel who are dealing with this reality every day.
I don’t consider myself a naive person, but the more I think about what I learned in school and what is currently transpiring, the more I feel like a fool. I sat through U.S. Government in high school proud that I lived in a country that gave women the right to choose. Of course, as I got older I realized that many women couldn’t choose, but I never thought the government would revoke this fundamental human right. Honestly, I feel like chattel. We’re all going around, making plans, living our lives, but HELLO. The country’s top authority decided we are less than human beings; we, as women, are basically nothing.
So anyway, as I try to grapple with all the above, I made some Batsh*t Blueberry Cobbler. I’m not one of those people who thinks if you don’t laugh, you cry; I’ve done plenty of crying over the past few weeks. But I do believe in directly responding to the times with the things I create. I’m going to brainstorm more on what that means the next few weeks, months, and perhaps years.
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with the recipe for this cobbler. You can sub in any fruit, but be aware that berries will probably work better here than some other summer fruits like peaches or nectarines. The juicier the fruit, the better your cobbler will be on the bottom. The top is consistently good as long as you don’t overmix the biscuit dough.
Batsh*t Crazy Blueberry Cobbler
4 1/2 cups fresh blueberries
1/3 cup sugar
1 Tbsp all-purpose flour
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp Kosher salt
1 Tbsp sugar
2 1/4 tsp baking powder
6 Tbsp cold unsalted butter, cut into 1/2-inch pieces
3/4 cup heavy cream
turbinado sugar for sprinkling
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Toss the blueberries with 1/3 cup sugar and a tablespoon of AP flour. Let it sit for a while, stirring occasionally.
When you’re ready to assemble the dish, whisk 1 1/2 cups AP flour with the salt, sugar, and baking powder. Toss in the cold pieces of butter and use a pastry cutter, two forks, or your hands to create a mixture that has coarse crumbles. Stir in the heavy cream, mixing until the flour mixture is just moistened. You can add a little more cream if you need to, to make the dough come together.
Pour the blueberry mixture in a small baking dish. Using your hands, form pieces of the dough into small circles that are about 2 inches wide and place them the pieces on top of the berries, leaving a little space in between. I like to do about 3 biscuits per row. Sprinkle the turbinado sugar on top of the biscuits.
Bake for about 35 minutes, or until the biscuits are golden brown and the blueberry mixture is bubbling. Serve warm with more heavy cream or ice cream.