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B...U... Buckle,
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H...U...Huckle,
B...U...Buckle,
Huckleberry Pie

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Pamela said…
Cobbler
2 cups berries
½ lemon (2 T for cheater bottle)
Place berries in greased 8x8 pan
Sprinkle with lemon juice
Mix together
3 T butter
¾-cup sugar
½ cup milk
1 c flour
¼ t salt
1 t baking powder
Spoon this mixture over the berries
Mix tougher
1-cup sugar
1 T cornstarch
Sprinkle over berries and batter
Take 1 cup boiling water and pour over all the above
Bake @ 350 for 1 hour

Any kind of fruit will do. I have used apples, blackberries, apricots, peaches, raisons.
Just need to adjust your sugar for tartness, and your cornstarch for juiciness. (Or in case of dried fruit like raisins… more water)
1:08 PM, July 09, 2006
Amanda said…
Yummy... looks good mom!
2:05 PM, July 09, 2006
Karmyn R said…
Is this the Maxine recipe?
4:56 PM, July 09, 2006
Pamela said…
yes this is Maxine's recipe

I was going to call her and find out if it was Czechoslovakian or something she'd picked up growing up in Nebraska
4:59 PM, July 09, 2006
Kelly Curtis said…
Ooooh that looks so yummy. Makes me want to go out to a pie and ice cream social. Now.
7:23 PM, July 16, 2006
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