Old Fashioned Peach Crumble Did you know that you can freeze fresh peaches whole? Yes, you read that right. Whole, pit and all, with little to no preparation. Simple rinse fresh whole peaches, wipe dry with a soft dish towel, place 6 whole peaches at …
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Buttermilk Peach Scones
with White Chocolate Glaze
Georgia Peaches…Simply delicious! While visiting my daughter and her family in Athens GA, I thought it appropriate to whip up a batch of buttermilk peach scones using fresh Georgia peaches. Fresh, chopped peaches are added to the dough. After the dough is formed into triangular scones, a thin peach slice is placed on the top of each scone and lightly pressed into the top. The scones are baked, cooled and drizzled with a white chocolate glaze.
The first time I experienced a fresh, juicy, warm Georgia peach was when my husband and I were on vacation. We were driving through Georgia on our way to Florida. It seemed like we had been driving for days, when in fact we had been. We had left Wisconsin the day before, stopped in ‘Where in the Hell Are We, Illinois’ and stayed at a No-tell Motel for the night. We didn’t get much sleep, so by the time we got to the southern portion of Georgia we were tired, crabby and hungry.
Follow the Arrow
We stopped at a Shell gas station, straight out of the 1950’s. I went inside to get the key for the bathroom. I felt like I was entering the Twilight Zone. As we were leaving, we saw a huge homemade sign with the word Peaches painted on it and a red arrow pointing in the direction we were going. A few miles down the highway, there was an old rickety wooden stand that I was sure would fall over if a strong wind blew through the area, let alone a hurricane.
My hubby pulled the car over to the side of the road and we got out. Before we got all the way up to the stand I could smell peaches. I’ve never smelled fresh peaches like that before, it was intoxicating. We bought two dozen peaches that day and ate every last one. Our hands and face were sticky. Peach juice was dripping off of our chins. I have never tasted a peach that good before. After that day, I knew exactly what the difference was between a peach and a Georgia peach.