clobbered by cobblers

Do you ever resolve to make a particular dish, only to find two or three or twelve equally-appealing recipes for it? I do. Often.


Sometimes I simply can't decide which to use, so I just go ahead and make multiple versions. This is one of those times.

I recently found myself with about five quarts of blueberries on my hands and a powerful, no-use-fighting-it, resistance-is-futile craving for cobbler. I have a go-to recipe, as I suspect you all do, but I wanted to find something even better.


Selection B--a hot, sloppy, tasty mess.
Topping of choice: Whipped cream.

I narrowed it down to two recipes. Choice A was that of food blog juggernaut Pioneer Woman, and selection B was an interesting creation that's remarkably similar to this pudding cake that I bookmarked immediately upon seeing.


Choice A--a little cake-ish (with crackly bits along the edges) and a lot delish-ish.
Essential accompaniment: Vanilla ice cream.

The resulting cobblers were remarkably similar, with A having more of a cake-like substance and B providing a wonderful goo-factor. Both were so delicious and perfect that I refuse to pick a winner. Nope. Ain't gonna do it.