Memories From Anne - Picking Blackberries

I can remember where we grew up that there were lots of trees. At some point in time someone had harvested trees off of about an acre of ground and left a few trees laying on their sides. There were lots of animals that used these trees as a haven to raise their young.

But the best thing about those fallen trees were the blackberry briers that started to grow near and over the trees.

My brother, sister and I love blackberries. There is nothing that comes close to the flavor of a fat sun ripened blackberry. So, in blackberry season, we would take our small metal pails into the standing trees out to that back acre of cut and fallen trees to the blackberry patch that was growing there.

Our hands would become stained with the berries as we picked them; and of course our mouths did too. Because who could resist taking a taste of a few berries before putting a few into our pails.

Despite eating more than went into our pails, we did manage to take enough of the blackberries home for Ms Alberta to make a blackberry cobbler.

I sure would love to be able to eat one of those cobblers now; because despite having her recipe, my cobblers may be good but they can not rival the flavor of Ms Alberta's.

Ms Alberta's Blackberry Cobbler

Preheat oven to 350 degrees

Use a 13 X 9 X 2 inch deep baking dish or cake pan

1 stick butter or margarine

1 cup sugar

1 cup self rising flour

1 cup cleaned berries

1 cup milk

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Melt butter or margarine in your 13 X 9 X 2 inch deep baking dish or pan.

In a saucepan, heat the sugar with the berries and milk; bring to a gentle boil for about ten minutes

Add flour and vanilla extract

Mix well and pour into baking dish

Bake until the top of your cobbler is a golden color; about forty five minutes

Enjoy by itself or with ice cream on top.