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Berry season offers mouth-watering results
June 13, 2012 - Kathie Evanoff
I love berries, particularly strawberries, and always have.
When I was younger, it was my favorite fruit. I would wander the side of our then, gravel road and pick the wild berries that popped up in the short weeds that grew between the road and the woods. I would get excited when I picked enough berries to fill an entire bowl. The wild berries, I thought, were sweeter and had more strawberry taste than the green boxes of berries my mother sometimes brought home from the store.
I have a confession to make. Last week I made a recipe for strawberry cobbler that the husband thought was wonderful.
“This is really good,” he said after eating a bowlful of the still warm cobbler.
What he didn’t know was that the recipe came from Vegetarian Times magazine.
I am not a vegetarian, but I love my vegetables. The husband, on the other hand, still eats like a 9-year old boy, turning up his nose at most vegetables and eyeing his plate suspiciously for any offending nearby flavor that might annoy his taste buds. He will eat pie, but not the crust, claiming all pie crusts are too dry. I knew that cobbler would be perfect, with no bottom crust and just enough topping to give the filling a bit of crunch.
But I knew I had to be careful with my presentation. If I had even hinted that the recipe came from a magazine devoted to vegetarians, his suspicion could have altered his taste buds to that effect.
The dish was a huge success. The sugar content was limited, yet it was still sweet enough. The cobbler topping was thin and light not overwhelming, allowing the strawberry goodness to take precedence. I thought about adding a bit of rhubarb to the dish as well and wondered if I sliced it thin enough, perhaps he wouldn’t notice.
It’s strawberry season in Ohio and it won’t last long. Rather than buy berries that were shipped from California, stop at your local farmstand and pick up locally grown, just picked fruit. Be sure to get enough to freeze so you can enjoy that cobbler when berry season is a delightful memory.
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