I squeal with delight when I arrive at our farmer's market and see Utah peaches and Willard Bay blackberries for sale. My life is now complete. I am in heaven. Nothing tops the smell of peaches baking in a pie, cobbler or crisp. When my oldest daughter was in highschool, her friends would come over on Sunday evenings for cobbler and ice cream. I made this combination for them one night and it has been a favorite ever since. I added the speculoos to a crisp topping after my daughter studied in Paris and became addicted to the wonderful speculoos cookies and spread. In the states the cookies and spread are called "Biscoff".

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