Hold on, man. We don't go anywhere with "scary," "spooky," "haunted,"
or "forbidden" in the title.~From Scooby-Doo

Sep 21, 2008

Peaches, Peaches, PEACHES!!

We've been inundated with peaches from our very own trees! One of the selling points of the home we're currently in was the storage, back yard and the fruit trees. We have two plum trees and two peach trees. Sadly, the previous owners planted them but never got to see them bear fruit and reap the rewards...happily we do!! The very first summer we were in the house we had peaches and this year was our 3rd summer enjoying the 'fruit' of someone else's labors.

We have put very little money into them other than some water and spray for bark beetles. Very little effort has produced an abundance! This past week I started to pick some and was fully intending to let them stay on the tree for another week or two. Mid-week we had a storm roll in with high winds - just as the winds picked up I noticed peaches were falling from the tree. RATS! I hurried outside with the kids, boxes and a ladder and pick all the peaches. I wish I could say that my helpers were extremely helpful but that would be misleading you! My oldest did hold the bag and carried many of them to a box. The younger two were easily drawn to the nearby trampoline. All in all we got 6 boxes full and a Trader Joe's bag. (This was after losing about 30-35 that fell off in the last week and slugs got them plus the 100 or so my hubby thinned out at the beginning of the season).

Luckily, this past Saturday had nothing scheduled other than an early morning volleyball game. Our peach 'taskmaster' kept us busy all day: blanching, peeling, cutting, mixing and bottling. Gratefully we had two friends and my parents come over to help. It was quite a job! We divided our spoils with all those who participated (think Little Red Hen!) Our half was 20 quart jars of peach halves, 11 pint jars of peach slices and 8 jars of jam. I love the way they look stacked up on the shelf!!!

Peach cobbler was on tonight's menu for dessert - so yummy! Here's our favorite recipe:

Fresh Peach Cobbler, the Absolutely Best Ever Recipe #61366

Fruit Mixture
6 tablespoons
6-7 cups
fresh peaches, sliced (or equivalent canned peaches)
1 cup
sugar (omit if using sweetened canned peaches)
1/4 teaspoon
1/4 teaspoon

Cobbler Dough
1/2 cup
butter, softened
1 cup
2 cups
1 1/2 cups
2 teaspoons
baking powder
1 teaspoon

Cobbler Topping
1 1/2 cups
2 tablespoons
cinnamon, to taste
nutmeg, to taste
1/2 cup
boiling water

Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. In a mixing bowl, combine tapioca, peaches, sugar (if used), cinnamon and nutmeg. Mix thoroughly. Pour the fruit mixture into a buttered 9" X 13" baking dish. In a bowl mix thoroughly the ingredients for the Cobbler Dough. Spread over the fruit mixture. In a medium mixing bowl, stir together DRY cobbler topping ingredients. Sprinkle evenly over the cobbler dough layer. Then pour the boiling water evenly over the cobbler.
(Do Not Stir.) Bake for 1 hour and 20 minutes or until knife inserted comes out clean and top has a golden crust.
I still have a little over a box calling my name, "Wash me...peel me...chop me...make me into jam!" Guess you know what I'll be doing tomorrow...but that's peachy keen with me!


Big Easy said...

Big Easy here, what a slave driver Miss TLC can be. JK Babe, I had a blast and we have quite the hall this year. Love ya, and I love your Blog.


Steliza said...

Wow! That is lots of work and thankfully the reward at the end is delicious peaches for months to come. I am impressed with all the help you had getting them canned (not picked...giggle giggle) but canned. Brad wishes I would learn to do canning and I always tell him I will help HIM can...which has kept me safe from canning work for 17 years now. Enjoy your peaches!

Julie said...

You're such a 'Holly Homemaker'!! I'm impressed. I always think I'll can, then nothing happens. Maybe it's psychological from all the years I had to help my mom when I was a kid. (Think of canning beets!!)
Love your song, I have that on my MP3 and listen to it all the time.