A Southern Tradition That’s Just Peachy

There are a million different reasons why I love being Southern and peach cobbler Is pretty high up on that list (somewhere near Blue Bell ice cream and wrap-around porches). When my mom made it for me as a kid, she made it look so easy – a little of this, a little of that and never any measuring. Plus, the cobbler always went into the oven looking an ugly mess only to emerge looking food-magazine worthy an hour later.

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