Surprised by Pie...

So, really... My mother has a deep and long-term commitment to pie. She gets it honest... My grandfather, her daddy, loved a piece of pie... And her mother's brother ate a piece of cold pie "up in his hand" right before bed every night of his life...

I'm not a pie person. But, for her, I love to have a little surprise quite often. I enrolled her in the "Goodie of the Month" program for her birthday... But it's been more than once a month...

This morning she was feeling kinda achy and down and she asked if we could bake something... I laughed and answered, "We can, but maybe you'd rather have a scoop of the cobbler in the oven!" You should have seen her face! I threw in one of those dump peach pies while I brewed my cup of coffee. Seriously three ingredients in a sprayed 9 x 13" pan. One lg. Can peaches with syrup ( although mine were light) one yellow cake mix sprinkled over that. One and a half sticks butter. (Cut into thin pats and scattered). Bake at 350° for 45 minutes. That's it.

It's a bit sweet, but a quick winner for this first day of Autumn...

 

 

Hugs and Whimsy!