Wednesday, July 25, 2012
After the week I've had*, it felt good to bake. To do something normal again. Look at those gorgeous peaches. And that amazing wooden fruit box!
My hubby's grandma (I can't even begin to tell you what a treasure she is!) has a peach tree in her backyard and apparently the branches were so heavy with fruit this year that she had propped them up with wooden boards.
The box is on loan from her house, I'm sure she's had it from the days when her late husband was a store manager at their local Safeway grocery store – hubby's parents used it to collect the fruit during their visit this week.
A quick internet search yielded a recipe for maple peach crisp over at The Pioneer Woman. Of course, we just moved a few days ago so I was missing a few key ingredients, like lemon and maple syrup. Oh, and I didn't bother with the sauce.
But you know what? It was yummy and easy and absolutely perfect.
Exactly the way a dessert should be.
*Our vacation was wonderful... until the last day when a nasty virus began to make its way through my entire family. We ended up spending an extra night in a hotel so my husband could recover enough to drive home and Miss C. could recover after being hit with it on the ride home. We finally made it home just in time for me to fall ill with the plague... or whatever it was we had... and then Master W. contracted it a day later. Oh, and did I mention we had to move into our new house four days later? Yeah, good times! Fortunately, we survived and all is well again!