loco for locavores

yes, i am still on the local food bandwagon. it is hard not to be when you can get up at 7 and pick things like these out of your own garden. well... i use garden in the very loosest of terms. blackberries and raspberries grow wild all over my yard. the blueberry bush is a single specimen which bears like crazy all by its little lonesome just outside the kitchen window. the mint is a volunteer underneath the overflow of the clogged gutter. i hope it doesn't die when i clean them out. my other gardening endeavors have yet to manifest. well, i did buy a lovely fig tree, which michael planted for me. but that is the extent of my actual planting about the place. i had the distinct disadvantage of having moved in on june first, after all of the planting and early work should have been long done. i suppose that if i had dropped everything, built raised beds, and bought sets of baby plants, i might be reaping a first harvest about now. alas. i did not. there is always this winter and next spring. but i do have the comfort of bi-weekly tailgate markets and a wonderful CSA. annie even lets me trade out the summer squash and zucchini. (daddy, you would love her.)
and here is where audience participation comes in... i need a good cobbler recipe. preferably the one grandma used. my grandma, your grandma... someone's grandma! if i get one i really love (you bet i will vet them until my berries run out!) i will publish it here. i will ask my culinary secret weapons, jane and karen, and let you know what they come up with, too.
thank you! and i look forward to hearing from you.
lovepeace
heather