Lemon juice, lemon zest, sugar, cinnamon and cornstarch in the fruit and a sweetened, buttermilk biscuit dough on top dusted with cinnamon sugar proved just the thing to throw in the oven while I sat in the front window watching things begin to melt.
The Gordons both had long, separate walks today. I went about two miles with Ellie and about three with Scott so that worked off enough calories that I won't feel too guilty about putting a scoop of ice cream on top of the rewarmed cobbler tonight. Scott managed to nearly snag an unsuspecting squirrel who was preoccupied with eating his cracked corn to the point where he got dog saliva on his tail before getting up a tree. He 'marked' the tree for future reference.
There's a locally produced chicken ready to go on the grill so that helps alleviate some of the carbon footprint of having blueberries flown in from Chile.
Interesting interview on the radio while I was driving to the river for Scott's walk, even though I still don't know who it was with. It was out of New York and the gentleman was suggesting that it is more carbon neutral for New Yorkers to drink French wine than California wine because the ships that bring in the wine from Europe are much "greener" than the trucks that bring in the wine from California. His equation works out even just west of Columbus, Ohio meaning that I have the best of both possible worlds here where the two sources reach the evening point. Another guilt trip I don't have to worry about!
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