To be perfectly honest, I used to hate blueberries. I made it my mission to remove any blueberry from the "mixed berries" fruit salad that ever crossed my line of sight, even if it meant slyly tossing it underneath my chair, only to be immediately crushed by some innocent man sauntering by.
In the grand scheme of things, I'm not sure if it was the actual flavor of the blueberry or the moment I cut one in half when I decided they would never reside in my fridge; regardless, the day did arrive when I felt ready and open to the grand possibilities that they had to offer. Long story short, here we are. For the past two Fourth of Julys, my family has requested these beautiful mason jar blueberry cobblers, and of course, I have delivered and received glowing reviews.
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