Well, I survived the three birthday’s of my punks last week. By surviving, I mean not being with any of them. I will never get use to that, never. I still need to be baking whatever their little heart’s desires and singing “Happy Birthday” to them all….day….long…..they have dreaded memories of my singing. They all assured me that they wanted to be with me and wanted something that Mama baked. Well, at least that is what they said and that is what I choose to believe. Since I couldn’t bake the desire of their heart, I baked the desire of Sir Streusel’s heart, cobbler. This has to be hands down the easiest cobbler EVER! The blackberries come out of Edna, my beloved oven, in the most wonderful, delicious syrupy goodness. The topping is a buttery crunch that is perfect for the blackberries. It is the perfect ratio of crunch and blackberry gooeyness (Is that a word?).