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		<title>Ginger Peach Pandowdy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marilyn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Ginger Peach Pan-what?&#8221; Josie was howling. &#8220;You&#8217;re doing something called Ginger Peach Pandowdy?&#8221;  Why yes. Yes I am. And then my daughter fell off the chair laughing. And then from the floor, faux-hillbilly. &#8220;Paaaan-dowdy!&#8221; Very funny. Yes, it&#8217;s called Pandowdy, and yes, Ginger Peach sounds like she&#8217;s waiting tables at Dollywood, and yes, it&#8217;s the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="size-full wp-image-3305 alignleft" title="summer fest 2009" src="http://simmertilldone.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Picture-26.png" alt="summer fest 2009" width="155" height="146" /> &#8220;Ginger Peach Pan-what?&#8221; Josie was howling. &#8220;You&#8217;re doing something called Ginger Peach Pandowdy?&#8221;  <em>Why yes. Yes I am. </em>And then my daughter fell off the chair laughing.  And then from the floor, faux-hillbilly. &#8220;Paaaan-dowdy!&#8221;</p>
<p>Very funny. Yes, it&#8217;s called Pandowdy, and yes, Ginger Peach sounds like she&#8217;s waiting tables at Dollywood, and yes, it&#8217;s the finest reward of summer. We&#8217;ll make it &#8211; but first, let me tell you about that tomato up there, and what it&#8217;s got to do with Ginger.<br />
<a title="peach fuzz" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3786407792/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2582/3786407792_65c38105cd.jpg" alt="peach fuzz" width="461" height="346" /></a><br />
The wonderful Margaret Roach, she of <a href="http://awaytogarden.com">A Way to Garden</a> and <a href="http://thesisterproject.com">The Sister Project</a>, invited me to participate in Summer Fest 2009. The Fest is a regular cross-blogging party: every week a new food-from-the-garden theme gets turned over to several stellar bloggers, including <a href="http://awaytogarden.com">Margaret</a>, Matt Armendariz of <a href="http://mattbites.com/">Mattbites</a>, Jaden Hair of <a href="http://steamykitchen.com">Steamy Kitchen</a>, and Todd and Diane of <a href="http://whiteonricecouple.com">White on Rice Couple</a>.  Also popping up: Shauna and Daniel Ahern from <a href="http://glutenfreegirl.com">Gluten-Free Girl</a>, Paige Smith Orloff of <a href="http://thesisterproject.com/orloff">The Sister Project</a>, and, for the love of pie crust, me.</p>
<p>And also you! Summer Fest is a great way to find new blogs, get new ideas and contribute a few of your own.</p>
<p><strong>Summer Fest 2009 </strong></p>
<p>Tuesday, July 28: <strong>HERBS</strong></p>
<p>Tuesday, August 4:<strong> FRUITS from TREES</strong></p>
<p>Visit all of these terrific bloggers for amazing recipes, gorgeous photos, funny stories, and to share your own tips!</p>
<ul>
<li>Margaret Roach @ A Way to Garden: <a href="http://awaytogarden.com/clafoutis-batter-universal-solvent-of-fruit-dessert">Peach Clafoutis</a></li>
<li>Paige Smith Orloff @ The Sister Project: <a href="http://thesisterproject.com/orloff/the-perils-of-pie/#more-2279">Plum Tarte Tatin</a></li>
<li>Jaden Hair @ Steamy Kitchen: <a href="http://steamykitchen.com/4887-chanterelle-bacon-and-plum-salad-with-blue-cheese.html">Chanterelle, Bacon and Plum Salad with Blue Cheese</a></li>
<li>Diane &amp; Todd @ White on Rice Couple: <a href="http://www.whiteonricecouple.com/recipes/fruit-recipes-2/peach-cooler-recipe/">Refreshing Peach Coolers</a></li>
<li>Matt Armendariz @ Mattbites: <a href="http://mattbites.com/2009/08/04/summer-fest-week-2-fruits-from-trees/">Apricot Ice Cream</a><strong><br />
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<p>Tuesday, August 11: <strong>BEANS-AND-GREENS WEEK</strong> (either or both, your choice).</p>
<p>Tuesday, August 18: <strong>TOMATO WEEK</strong></p>
<p>Hopscotch around these great blogs, find what you like and please leave something to share, like recipes, links or tips. Do you have great tomato plants, a super apricot dessert? Introduce yourself, and comment away.  If you&#8217;ve got a blog, grab the juicy red Summer Fest badge (created by <a href="http://mattbites.com">Matt</a>) and create a post of your own. You can swing by every breezy, delicious week &#8211; it&#8217;s summer. It&#8217;s a Fest. And all are welcome.<br />
<a title="peaches and ginger" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3788259584/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2567/3788259584_a38597ff64.jpg" alt="peaches and ginger" width="500" height="342" /></a><br />
Now let&#8217;s return to our heroine, Ginger Peach. For my Fest guest spot this week, we&#8217;re making<strong> Ginger Peach Pandowdy</strong>, and we already know it&#8217;s hilarious, a cross between long-legged Daisy Duke and pale old Aunt Em. Oh, Auntie Em. When you live in Kansas, there&#8217;s no escaping Oz talk. Not here, of course &#8211; I mean the Oz talk waiting for luggage at JFK, or at a party in Santa Monica or on a boat down the Amazon, for that matter. If a rainforest tribesman heard you were from Kansas, I&#8217;ve no doubt he&#8217;d thump his stick and say, &#8220;Dorothy! Toto too.&#8221;<br />
<a title="layering Ginger Peach Pandowdy" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3787451899/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2612/3787451899_011080b4d3.jpg" alt="layering Ginger Peach Pandowdy" width="500" height="350" /></a><br />
I moved here from Chicago and Greg hails from suburban Kansas City, suburbs like any other. Our university town, Lawrence, is full of artisan ales and sushi, scholars and lawyers and Kobe burgers. So what&#8217;s the matter with Kansas? Well, you can love the place &#8211; we do &#8211; but because it&#8217;s Kansas you&#8217;ll be on the defensive, for the rest of your sensible Midwestern life.  You will, at some point, be confronted by guffawing conventioneers on one coast or another, slapping you on the back and demanding your ruby slippers. </p>
<p>C&#8217;est la vie Kansan.<br />
<a title="Ginger Peach Pandowdy, ready to bake by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3788263558/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2673/3788263558_0c3baa2cd8.jpg" alt="Ginger Peach Pandowdy, ready to bake" width="500" height="381" /></a><br />
And I&#8217;m sharing all this because? Well, I&#8217;d originally planned a different dessert, Ginger-Peach Empanadas, but then my mother called, and Josie required a chauffeur, and then a house fell on my head and there were little people. No, it did not work out at all. But I did salvage the peaches and the dough, and used them to make something else.  I must say it was a masterful repurposing, in line with my beloved chef-mentor&#8217;s mantra, &#8220;We don&#8217;t eat our mistakes. <a href="http://simmertilldone.com/2009/04/23/in-the-kitchen-everything-is-illuminated/">We fix them.</a>&#8221; </p>
<p>I loved this ginger-kissed bottomless pie, and suddenly full of can-do spirit, I envisioned a philosophical post about beating obstacles, and silver linings. I photographed the dish, sugared and sparkling, but as I breathed in peachy steam through the lens, I realized what I&#8217;d actually baked: a Pandowdy.<br />
<a title="ginger peach pandowdy, baked" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3787460971/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3432/3787460971_2ca6501bf1.jpg" alt="ginger peach pandowdy, baked" width="500" height="375" /></a><br />
Now, there are cobblers, crisps, Bettys, buckles, grunts and even slumps &#8211; and then, there is the truly old-fashioned Pandowdy: a dessert of fresh fruit baked under pie crust shapes. But Pandowdy did not sound like Ginger-Peach Empanadas. &#8220;Empanada did sound more exciting,&#8221; said Josie. &#8220;Cobbler. Can&#8217;t it be a cobbler?&#8221; </p>
<p>&#8220;No,&#8221; I told her, with a heavy blogger&#8217;s heart, &#8220;it&#8217;s a Pandowdy.&#8221;</p>
<p>And no matter. We accept the names of things and look for what lies beneath, striving to never judge dessert by its topping. Besides, that Ginger Peach &#8211; she&#8217;s a swell girl, not dowdy at all, and proud to be who she is: homey, sweet, a few piercings. And more than a little bit spicy.<br />
<a title="Ginger Peach Pandowdy wih Ice Cream" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3787462739/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/3787462739_cbaff4b367.jpg" alt="DSCN6798" width="500" height="379" /></a><br />
<strong>GINGER PEACH PANDOWDY</strong></p>
<p><strong>Pie Dough</strong></p>
<p>3 cups unsifted all-purpose flour<br />
1/2 teaspoon salt<br />
1 teaspoon powdered ginger<br />
4 oz (1 stick) cold unsalted butter, cut in chunks<br />
4 oz shortening, cold, in chunks<br />
2 tablespoons granulated sugar<br />
2 extra-large egg yolks, cold<br />
4 tablespoons ice water, or more as needed</p>
<p><strong>To make dough by hand:</strong> Stir flour, salt and powdered ginger together in large bowl. Scatter butter and shortening chunks over flour mixture. Using pastry blender or two knives, &#8220;cut&#8221; the butter/shortening into the flour, crumbling with hands as necessary, until mixture resembles coarse cornmeal.  Sprinkle sugar over mixture and stir in quickly.  Blend egg yolks and water in small bowl, then pour over flour mixture.  Combine everything (using hands) to make a smooth, firm dough. If dough seems dry, add ice water in drops, mixing to combine.  Turn out dough onto parchment, wax paper or lightly floured surface, pressing to form a smooth, flat round. Cut dough in half, wrap each half, and chill until ready to use.</p>
<p><strong>To make dough in food processor:</strong> Place flour, salt and powdered ginger in work bowl of processor fitted with steel blade. Pulse a few times just to combine.  Add butter/shortening chunks over flour and process, using on-off pulses, until fat is reduced to large flakes.  Sprinkle with sugar, and pulse 1-2 seconds to blend. Beat egg yolk and ice water in small bowl, then pour over flour mixture.  Pulse mixture to combine, using on-off pulses, just until a rough dough begins to come together. If dough seems too dry, add extra drops of water and pulse just until dough combines. Turn out dough onto parchment, wax paper or lightly floured surface, pressing to form a smooth, flat round. Cut dough in half, wrap each half, and chill until ready to use.</p>
<p><strong>Ginger Peach Filling</strong></p>
<p>2 tablespoons cornstarch<br />
1/2 cup granulated sugar<br />
1/4 teaspoon nutmeg<br />
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
pinch sea salt<br />
7 large peaches, peeled, pitted, cubed and tossed with 2 teaspoons lemon juice<br />
finely grated zest of 1 small lemon<br />
1/2 cup (approx. 3 oz.) crystallized ginger, chopped in small dice<br />
1/4 teaspoon pure vanilla extract</p>
<p>1 tablespoon milk or half-and-half<br />
1 tablespoon water<br />
Demerara (turbinado, raw cane) sugar for sprinkling (or granulated)</p>
<p>Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.</p>
<p>Whisk together cornstarch, granulated sugar, nutmeg, cinnamon and sea salt in large bowl. Add the peaches, lemon zest, crystallized ginger and vanilla, and toss well to combine.  Pour filling into deep oval or rectangular baking dish, and set aside while you roll pie dough. (A lower, wider rectangular dish, like a 9 x 13 pan, will work but will result in a shorter layer of fruit.)</p>
<p><strong>Assemble and bake pandowdy:</strong></p>
<p>Roll out both chilled dough halves on a lightly floured surface, 1/4 &#8211; 1/2&#8243; thick. Using a 2 &#8211; 3&#8243; round cookie cutter, stamp circles from dough, gathering scraps and re-rolling until done.  Set aside a small amount of dough for fluted rim and top decorations, if desired.</p>
<p>Now, starting on one side of peach-filled baking dish, top fruit with rows of dough circles, overlapping to form a &#8220;fish scale&#8221; pattern. Repeat until all fruit is is covered, pinching edges to sides of dish. <strong> </strong></p>
<p><strong>Fluted rim and decorations, optional:</strong> using both hands, roll reserved pie dough into long rope pieces. Press ropes around top edges of dish, pinching to join with dough circles. When finished, pinch rope edge down so that short triangles stick up, working around rim until done.  Decorations: roll and cut &#8220;peach,&#8221; leaf or heart shapes, as desired. Brush back of decorations with water, and arrange atop dough circles.</p>
<p>Mix milk (or half-and-half) with water in small dish, then brush mixture over top of pandowdy. Sprinkle liberally with demerara (or granulated) sugar.</p>
<p>Place baking dish on cookie sheet (to catch drips) and bake in center of preheated oven for 20 &#8211; 30 minutes, until top crust browns and fruit juices bubble through. Serve warm, with ice cream.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a title="I'll get you my pretty, and your little Pandowdy, too." href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/3787458913/"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3487/3787458913_6c7bc2b26c_m.jpg" alt="mmm" width="240" height="180" /></a></p>
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		<title>Peachy Pork Chops: She Likes it, She Really Likes It!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 22:10:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marilyn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The most amazing thing has happened, but here&#8217;s what did not happen: I did not suddenly start liking raw onions, sympathizing with rodents or watching the Three Stooges. No, all my other crazies are intact. The most amazing thing? I found another way to enjoy eating peaches. As previously noted in our little chat about [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The most amazing thing has happened, but here&#8217;s what did <em>not</em> happen:  I did not suddenly start liking raw onions, sympathizing with rodents or watching the Three Stooges.</p>
<p>No, all my other crazies are intact.  The most amazing thing?  I found another way to enjoy eating peaches.</p>
<p>As previously noted in our little chat about <a href="http://simmertilldone.com/2008/07/05/peach-cobbler-a-love-story/">cobbler</a>, I&#8217;ve never been a peach lover. And in all these years of mush resistance, no one ever tipped me off that peaches are in fact delicious&#8230;<br />
<img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2702290624_93d70a1a33.jpg" alt="peachy pork chops" /><br />
&#8230;if you just add meat!  <span id="more-278"></span></p>
<p>Cook a few stray peaches with pork chops, and you seriously get the cover of <em>Wholesome Midwest Living. </em>Just look at that dinner up there!  It&#8217;s like we&#8217;re extras in a Hidden Valley Ranch commercial.</p>
<p>So come on. Smooth your vintage apron, tie up your hair bow and let&#8217;s serve the menfolk some peachy pork chops.<br />
<a title="peaches by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2702278304/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/2702278304_7d52936265.jpg" alt="peaches" width="500" height="316" /></a><br />
This not what you do first.  I regret that I didn&#8217;t photograph all the steps, but sometimes my family has little patience for blogging  &#8211; imagine! &#8211; and is just ready for dinner.</p>
<p>First, dust some thick chops with flour, shaking off excess.  Season chops with salt, ground pepper, and sage. Sizzle 2 tablespoons of butter in a pan, and brown both sides of the chops over high heat.  &#8220;Real browning,&#8221; a chef of mine used to say, &#8220;not some wussy little tan marks.&#8221;  Real browning.   When <em>really brown, </em>remove chops from the pan and keep warm under foil.</p>
<p>Add chopped peaches to the pan at medium-high heat and cook, shaking and stirring, just until peaches are seared and begin to soften.  Take the pan off the heat and throw in a good splash of sherry &#8211; <em>add a sip for the cook, after five</em> &#8211; and return to the stove.</p>
<p>Reduce the sherry a minute or so, then lower heat and stir in the remaining 2 tablespoons butter.  Taste for seasoning; adjust with salt, ground pepper and sage as desired.<br />
<a title="peaches and pork chops by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2701477173/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2701477173_48aedd186b.jpg" alt="peaches and pork chops" width="500" height="336" /></a><br />
Return the pork chops to the pan and cook, uncovered with peaches, just until pork is no longer pink in the center and cooked through.  Turn chops once or twice to coat in pan juices, and serve with peaches.</p>
<p>If you&#8217;re concerned about undercooked pork, you can always use a meat thermometer and check for the recommended internal temperature of 160 &#8211; but overcooking these chops a wee bit won&#8217;t hurt.</p>
<p>Who knew?  The peaches and pork worked so well together it was like they&#8217;d been <em>reunited</em> &#8211; and believe me, it took all my strength to not name this post &#8220;Peaches and Herb.&#8221;   Ooh, now you&#8217;ll have the song all day.  But please, enjoy the chops.</p>
<p><strong>Peachy Pork Chops</strong></p>
<p>4 thick-cut loin pork chops<br />
flour, for dusting<br />
salt, ground pepper, and dried ground sage<br />
2 ripe peaches, peeled and roughly chopped<br />
sherry, about a cup (not counting the dash for the cook) *<br />
4 tablespoons butter, divided</p>
<p>Follow instructions above.  Enjoy wholesome, porky, peachy dinner.</p>
<p>* <em>&#8216;cooking sherry&#8217; has added salt.  Always keep a bottle of the real thing around for great sauces.</em><br />
<a title="jumping peaches by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2702453600/"></a></p>
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		<title>Peach-Pecan Cobbler:  A Love Story with Mush</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 05:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marilyn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I always enjoyed the sight of peaches piled in bowls and paintings. But I never liked to eat them. I thought there was something wrong with me. Everyone else was in love with peaches. It&#8217;s possible I never got over the watery fruit cocktail in the school cafeteria. In my mind, those sad little cups [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I always enjoyed the sight of peaches piled in bowls and paintings.  But I never liked to eat them.<br />
<a title="IMG_4337.JPG by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2640382947/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2640382947_109dfd4e42.jpg" alt="IMG_4337.JPG" width="500" height="281" /></a><br />
I thought there was something wrong with me.  Everyone else was in love with peaches.<br />
<img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2638452416_6f8ea3fea9.jpg" alt="peaches" /><br />
It&#8217;s possible I never got over the watery fruit cocktail in the school cafeteria.<span id="more-259"></span><br />
<a title="IMG_4399.JPG by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2640226791/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/2640226791_70e30c1ae4.jpg" alt="IMG_4399.JPG" width="500" height="321" /></a><br />
In my mind, those sad little cups cemented peaches as a mushy fruit, and I do not like mushy fruit.<br />
<a title="IMG_4401.JPG by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2641026190/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2641026190_4fdb97139f.jpg" alt="IMG_4401.JPG" width="500" height="318" /></a><br />
So I grew not to love peaches, and in a nation of juicy peach lovers, I knew this was a great and terrible sin.<br />
<a title="biscuits for peach cobbler by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2641055172/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3160/2641055172_63587a94ee.jpg" alt="biscuits for peach cobbler" width="500" height="362" /></a><br />
Then I became a baker.<br />
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And when the older bakers taught me to sprinkle in this and toss with that, I revealed my secret sin.  <em>They&#8217;ll bake into mush</em>, I said.</p>
<p>They stared at me and laughed, sliding the fruit under buttery doughs and into the oven. <em>Yes, but it will be the finest mush to ever sweeten your tongue.</em><br />
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And it was. The bakers had sweetened the deal by cloaking peaches in cobbler, and every working sunrise that summer, it smelled like heaven cooling on the racks.  They proved to me that steaming, drippy magic resides in every peach.<br />
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It&#8217;s been love ever since.</p>
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<p><strong>Peach Cobbler with Blueberry Cream</strong></p>
<p>peaches:</p>
<p>7 large peaches &#8211; peeled, halved, pitted and sliced<br />
1/4 cup granulated sugar &#8211; blended with 1 tablespoon cornstarch, 1/4 teaspoon nutmeg, and 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
finely grated zest of one lemon</p>
<p>topping:</p>
<p>2 cups unsifted all-purpose flour<br />
1 tablespoon baking powder<br />
1/4 teaspoon salt<br />
4 tablespoons (1/2 stick) cold unsalted butter, cut into chunks<br />
4 tablespoons cold solid shortening<br />
1 cup pecan halves, roughly crushed<br />
2 tablespoons plus 2 teaspoons granulated sugar<br />
2/3 cup plus 1 tablespoon heavy cream, blended with 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract</p>
<p>Lightly butter an 8-cup ovenproof baking dish that measures about 2 inches deep.  Set aside, and preheat oven to 425 F.</p>
<p>In a large bowl, toss the sliced peaches with the sugar-cornstarch-spice blend and set aside for a few minutes.  Toss the peach mixture with the lemon zest, then spoon peaches into the buttered baking dish, along with any juices from the bowl.</p>
<p>For the cobbler topping:  Sift the all-purpose flour, baking powder and salt in a large mixing bowl.  Add the chunks of butter and shortening.  Using 2 butter knives or a pastry blender, &#8220;cut&#8221; the fat into the flour until it&#8217;s reduced to small bits.  With your fingertips, further reduce the fat to small flakes by dipping down into the mixture and crumbling it.  Toss in 2 tablespoons of granulated sugar and the pecan halves.  Pour the cream-vanilla blend over the flour mixture and in a few quick strokes, use a fork to combine into a rough dough.</p>
<p>Turn out the dough onto a lightly floured work surface and gently knead a few times combine.  Pat out dough approximately 3/4 inch thick.    Using a 2 1/2 &#8211; to 3-inch round cookie cutter, cut biscuits from the dough, and place the biscuits on top of the fruit, overlapping slightly.  Sprinkle the remaining 2 teaspoons granulated sugar on top of the biscuits.</p>
<p>Bake the cobbler on a rack in the lower third of the preheated oven for 15 minutes.  Reduce the oven temperature to 400 degrees and continue baking for 20 minutes longer, or until the topping is golden brown and the fruit is bubbly.</p>
<p>Serve cobbler warm or at room temperature, with ice cream or <strong>Blueberry Cream</strong>, below.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a title="Blueberry Cream by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2640122937/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2640122937_029aa52427_m.jpg" alt="Blueberry Cream" width="240" height="141" /></a></p>
<p><strong>Blueberry Cream</strong></p>
<p>1 cup sour cream<br />
2 tablespoons powdered sugar<br />
1/4 cup blueberries, chopped and smashed to release juices</p>
<p>In a small bowl, stir powdered sugar into sour cream to combine.  Fold in smashed blueberries until fully blended.  Refrigerate until served.  Blueberry Cream will keep, covered and refrigerated, for several days.<br />
<a title="IMG_4570.JPG by marilyn819, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12535253@N05/2640143531/"></a></p>
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<p><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;">cobbler adapted from <strong><em>Fruit Desserts</em></strong></span></em><br />
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		<title>An Open Apology to Summer</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marilyn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Please come back, summer. I didn&#8217;t really mean all those things I said about winter. It&#8217;s not prettier than you. You look really good in white, and white is just making winter look fat. Honestly. You&#8217;re definitely the prettiest, summer! You&#8217;re not all bleak and old and miserably dried up, like that winter. So&#8230;do you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Please come back, summer.</p>
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<p>I didn&#8217;t really mean all those things I said about winter. It&#8217;s not prettier than you. You look really good in white, and white is just making winter look fat.</p>
<p>Honestly.</p>
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<p>You&#8217;re definitely the prettiest, summer! You&#8217;re not all bleak and old and miserably dried up, like that winter. So&#8230;do you think you might come back?</p>
<p>If you do, I won&#8217;t complain about how hot it is or the mosquitoes you&#8217;ll bring.  I will not worry about all those bad boy tornadoes you run with &#8211; well, okay, I will <em>pretend</em> not to worry. For you, summer, I will pretend.</p>
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<p>Summer, if you bring bright juicy things back&#8230;</p>
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<p>&#8230;and wave your summer wand over them&#8230;</p>
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<p>&#8230;I will make us something delicious.  And we can eat them outside, on the patio.  Maybe with a little vanilla ice cream, and some nice minty iced tea?</p>
<p>How many times do I have to say it?</p>
<p>I&#8217;m sorry, summer, for shooting my mouth off about how I love winter and the cold is so great and how I like my nostrils freezing up.  I&#8217;m cold, and it&#8217;s gray, and I&#8217;m really tired of all this exfoliating.  So just think about it, summer, and please don&#8217;t take too long.</p>
<p>If you could, send a robin to let me know.</p>
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<p>Please?</p>
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