Before I start with today's post, I just want to say thank you so much for your thoughtful concern about my migraines on yesterday's post. I feel the need to move forward (enough with your whining, already, Lauren!), but I did respond with a little more information about my migraines in the comments section of yesterday's post. If you care to go and read. Anyhoo...

When Callum was a babe (pre size 8.5 baseball cleats) my grandmother bought him a book called Jamberry. I think my mom helped out with that purchase, but no matter. Man, we read that book a lot.

Neel's favorite line in the story was "Billions of berries in blackberry jamble." Our particular jamble, to which he referred, was from a recipe by Jane Brody. My mom (again) originally turned us on to this super-simple cobbler, and in our extreme youth I made it often. Despite the fact that Neel often asks, I haven't made it in years.

Bad wife.

I'm trying to make up for my failures. I wish I could share the recipe with you because it's super easy and takes no time at all. I'm nowhere close to being a baker, and even I can't screw it up. But I did no modifications (It's baking people, I can't tweak that!), and I'm all skeeved out about copyright and stealing and stuff like that. Just trust me when I tell you that it's fast, easy, delicious, and for a dessert, pretty healthy. I know! Healthy! Healthy enough that I might even pop it into the breakfast rotation.

Although it is pretty awesome with ice cream.

I know you wanted words, but I think I'll mostly let these pictures speak for themselves. Sundays are my favorites, in so many ways. We're lazy, lazy on Sundays around here. Just the way I like it.

Some Sundays have a fancy breakfast. And Callum always adds hot sauce.

This Sunday was the final of the Australian Open. We do breakfast at Wimbledon, and are happy to settle down and eat in front of any sporting event, but sometimes they drag on.