Usually we have a house full of family for Easter, and everyone brings something to make it easier on me. This year, since just the two of us were here for Easter, I decided I could still fix Steve a nice meal.


I had bought a ham, and fixed it with all the trimmings. Then I saw a recipe on Facebook for quick and easy peach cobbler. That sounded like something I could do, and we both like cobbler.


We usually don't eat dessert at our house, but I thought, what the heck, it is a holiday. I looked at the recipe, and made sure everything was on our grocery list. I had to go to two stores during this trying time just to buy a can of peaches.


I set the table with placemats and good dishes, and got out our very expensive wine glasses. I even put on makeup for the first time in over three weeks. I played wonderful classical piano music on our Alexa.


All the while I was doing this, I was cooking the dessert to make cobbler. Now when I put the ingredients together I questioned the amount of liquid. I thought, wow, this sure has lots of liquid for this amount of flour and sugar, but decided, what do I know?


After the required 45 minutes in the oven I checked on the cobbler. It appeared to be soup. I got the recipe back out to see if by any chance I had misread it. NO, and it was a printed recipe, not one that I could have possibly written wrong. So I let it cook for an additional 45 minutes. It appeared to look done, but I could still see liquid.


Steve was sure if I took it out of the oven it would settle and be just fine. So I did. After our meal, I got out fancy dessert plates and put a nice piece on each dish. I took one bite, and decided I was pitching the entire dessert.


Steve tried to be nice and said it wasn’t too bad. “Just leave it in the dish and I will try it later with ice cream,” he said. I think he believes everything is better with ice cream.


So I had one bit of this dessert, and he has been eating it. The entire dessert is gone. It deserved to be in the trash, as it is not worth the extra calories. That is the last time I will try a recipe from Facebook.


Ann Young says you can’t win every time. sayoun1947@gmail.com