Last year, my peach tree produced about a dozen peaches. This August, it went mad and produced about 300 peaches. I had several days with a kitchen counter that looked like this:
I parboiled, peeled and froze a lot of peaches. I made jam. I made salsa. I took peaches to work. I ate peaches for dessert. I made peach pie. I think I started to look like a peach.
Now, it’s winter and peach crisp sounds like it will hit the spot. I’m going to serve it with caramel sauce because I love caramel, and use almond flour to make it gluten-free.