I grew up close enough to Maine to know that summer wasn’t summer unless there were heaps of blueberries involved. That meant not only spending at least a few Saturdays at U-pick farms, but also drives up the coast that involved stopping on the side of the road whenever we saw a glimmer of wild berries. Blueberry muffins, pies, and cobblers were soon to follow. I still can’t go a summer without churning these three things out of my kitchen.
This is the cobbler I am making this year. It’s the ultimate because it’s exactly what a good blueberry cobbler should be: It’s sweet and juicy, bound to stain your teeth a little, and just asking for the biggest scoop of vanilla ice cream. It’s also got a tiny secret that makes it the “blueberriest” of blueberry cobblers — and it’s not just adding more blueberries.
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