If you live in the Wichita area and haven’t been to Elderslie Farm yet, you are truly missing out. They have just a little bit of everything that makes my soul come alive: delicious food, breathtaking scenery, a charming cafe, goats…. ok, goats don’t do a lot for me, but Isla very much enjoyed them which makes me happy. It’s the perfect place to go no matter what stage of life you find yourself in.
Josh and I took Isla first thing Saturday morning. We had breakfast at the Bramble Cafe, and then we went blackberry picking. I haven’t had the opportunity to go many “you-pick” farms in my lifetime, but Edlerslie Farm is my favorite nonetheless. It’s beautiful and serene, not to mention DELICIOUS. There is no question the best blackberries I’ve ever eaten come from this farm.
In the span of 30 minutes, we filled two buckets worth of the most delectable blackberries imaginable. I thought there would be zero chance we would actually consume all of these berries before they go bad and had planned on freezing half of them, but how very wrong I was. As I write this, we had 1/3 of a bucket left. That’s a lot of berries folks.
Hands down the best thing I’ve made from all of these gorgeous blackberries was not even something I had planned on making. While preparing to have my parents over for dinner, an idea for a blackberry crostata flickered into my mind. It must have been divine providence, because this crostata needed to be made. In all my years of baking, I believe this is the best thing I’ve ever made. Ever. Ever. Ever. Bonus? It’s very simple to make.
When I make-up a recipe on the spot, it can be hit or miss so I didn’t bother taking an pictures for the blog… so that’s why you are left with the visual of a singular slice of crostata. Even though that’s all that was left, it was too good not to share right away. So go pick or pick-up some blackberries and make this crostata. Your friends, family, and mouth with thank you.