Leave it to Martha Stewart to come through in a pinch. There I was. On the verge of a breakdown. You know, because I didn't feel like taking on the task of mastering homemade gluten-free pie crust in order to conjure up a peach pie. Peaches. They just might be my favorite summer fruit. Or at least my favorite at this very moment.
Anyway. I've gotten back on the wagon of cooking at home since the the Chef went back to work and my favorite neighborhood sushi joint (that was always packed!) closed down. This has been the summer of extreme change: me not working much, Chef back to working a lot, Grayce passing away unexpectedly -- doesn't sound like much, but when the day-to-day routine has been altered to even this extent a simple thing like rolling up to the local sushi place and seeing the windows papered over causes a jolt to the system. A lump in the throat. Something else I can't go back to. Gotta keep moving forward.
In the spirit of doing just that I decided to seize the summer day and indulge in a doable peach dessert that wouldn't have me experimenting with flour mixtures by the light of the silvery moon. I happened upon Martha's peach desserts and hit the jackpot. This recipe took less than an hour start to finish, and was the perfect follow up to a grilled turkey, bacon, avocado burger. May summer never end.