Mmmm...Bad!!

Okay, okay...it wasn't bad...it was GREAT! I drove the family down to my Dad's 200 acre ranch near LLano, TX on saturday. After arriving, my dad says that he wants to take us to eat lunch at Cooper's BBQ in downtown LLano. Oh man, we were in for a treat!

I kept telling myself that my diet was not in jeorpardy since I was going to eat mainly meat and since I am trying a modified Atkins Diet (more protien, less carbs, starches, sugar, etc.) that I would do fine. Well, let's just say I ate plenty of meat but.....I also made the mistake of "trying" their homemade blackberry cobbler. BIG mistake!

My wife and I agreed, that this cobbler was the best we had ever had in our lifetime. Now that's a pretty bold statement considering we both come from the south and have eaten all kinds of cobblers from people who know how to make them from scratch. After making this rather bold statement, I felt a little remorse for uttering such a boastful comment since I had made this claim many years before, confirming my Mom's and my wife's Ma Jobe their honorary place in cobbler enshrinement history. As I struggled to make sense of my seemingly blasphemous guffaw, I quickly remembered that my mother had never made a "blackberry" cobbler or had never tasted a "blackberry" cobbler made by Ma Jobe and that I was simply stating that this flavor of cobbler was the best that I had ever had. As I wriggled my way out that sticky (no pun intended) situation, I leared over at my Dad's "peach" cobbler that he had ordered...knowing that I could never, ever "try" that cobbler as long as I lived. For me, the best "peach" cobbler I have ever tasted is that of my Mom's and Ma Jobe. Their legacy never in question.