So, today I got a 1/4 peck of peaches at the Ann Arbor Farmers Market. I wanted to make something with them, wasn’t sure what. A year or so ago, my brother-in-law put a tiny bottle of bourbon into my husband’s Christmas stocking, and it’s been sitting in our liquor cabinet ever since. I decided to make a bourbon peach cobbler. The dish (and I) received accolades from my husband. Eating it was fun. Also fun was prepping the peaches for the cobbler. I don’t think I’ve ever seen inside a peach pit before, but one of them opened in my hand. Reminded me of my more botanical days – Prunus persica, has a drupe or stone fruit. Pretty cool.