I made this blackberry crumble last week at a dinner party and you know you’ve hit the jackpot when everyone there tracks you down later that week for the recipe. It’s oh-so-yummy.
And did I mention that it’s also sugar-free, egg-free, dairy-free, and wheat-free (gluten-free)? It’s hard to find a good dessert that EVERYONE loves that falls into that category. Well, if you’re looking for one, here you go:
(The best ever) Blackberry Crumble Recipe
2 1/4 cups flour (any kind of flour ie. rice, spelt, wheat, oat, etc.) 1 1/2 cups rolled oats (or quinoa flakes, kamut flakes, rice bran or ground up nuts) 3/4 tsp stevia (or 3/4 cup sugar, if you like that stuff) 3/4 tsp salt 3/4 tsp baking soda
Mix all the dry ingredients together. Then add: 3/4 cup butter (non-dairy butter for the dairy sensitive ones)
In a baking plan, spread out: 4-5 cups of blackberries Optional: 1 cup of blueberries 1-2 cups of peaches Sprinkle the crumble topping evenly over top of the berries.
Bake at 350 degrees for 35-40 minutes.
You can make this recipe with any combination of fruit. If you use apples, your baking time will increase to about 50-60 minutes.
When you are picking your own blackberries, the biggest, blackest berries will always be the sweetest. Look for them by sunny roads, train tracks or trails.
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Even though blackberries are considered a weed, it’s hard to find them here in Vancouver, where every inch of land is developed and consequently, weeded.
Last night I took Isabela out on a special outing to pick blackberries, made even more special by the fact that it was just her and I, out late at night, way past her bedtime, doing something that we both love. We had to drive out to Richmond, a nearby city, and went to an industrial area with blocks and blocks of blackberry bushes.
We were both sort of giddy and singing and playful the whole night. Every few minutes Isabela would say, Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!! These are the best blackberries I’ve ever eaten in my WHOLE life!
And then every once in a while she’d find an enormous one and she’d yell, I found THE QUEEN of the blackberries! It’s going to save it for my birthday cake. And then she’d eat it a minute later.
It was a wonderful mother-daughter bonding experience, the kind of time where I can step back from my life and look at my daughter with fresh eyes. What an amazing girl, I kept thinking to myself. I was also thinking about how much my own mother would have loved to be there with us.