One of my favorite summer deserts is cold peach pie. I got an email that the Loring peaches were ready to be picked at a local farm. We headed off Saturday morning to pick our own peaches and blackberries.
There’s nothing like the taste of a just-picked peach (or apple). Kids and adults alike couldn’t resist a bite right off the tree. There were so many ripe peaches and we got a little carried away. Turns out we picked forty-two pounds in about half an hour. Whoops! On the way home in the car, I said, “Everyone’s helping with these peaches!!” There was no way any of them were going to go to waste.
So we made pie filling, peach salsa and preserves. It took two afternoons but everyone helped peel, dice and slice. I made a peach pie but the peaches were so juicy, it was more like a peach lake in a dish. Still tasted amazing over ice cream.
We also picked five pounds of blackberries for jam and cobbler.
Needless to say, the only hooky time I had was in the car on the way to and from the farm. I’m making progress on my second Special Olympics scarf, sampler style.