If you can't call it pie, call it cobbler.

We have some house guests. They seem nice. Certainly bubbly and happy to be on vacation! I made up a welcoming cobbler, which at first was going to be pie, but the crust wouldn't roll right. It worked perfectly when I made it to take to Steph's over the weekend. I made up the dough and stuck it in the fridge to cool while I made up the filling. If the fridge makes it roll better, thought I, then the freezer must do wonders! This time I made up the dough and stuck it in the freezer. This did not have the desired effect, and after cursing the pie gods I decided cobbler was the answer. Sure 'nuff it was delicious. Mmmmm. Cobbler...