It's August. Which is nice since July seemed to be hanging around far too long. The CSA came with bunches of peaches and plums...still trying to figure out what to do with all the plums. But I thought I would try a new cobbler recipe with the peaches. I'm not sure what the woman was thinking but I wouldn't call it a cobbler, I also wouldn't call it a pie...it really wasn't quite either. However you really can't go too wrong with baked dough, sugar, and peaches. I used raspberry vodka instead of the called for cognac, because...why the heck not.
Another weekend that I don't get to sleep in, since the dog for some reason doesn't like me being in bed past 7am. I have to get up, and as soon as I do he then decides it is time to crawl back into bed.
