When I was younger, my family would travel to Elysburg, Pennsylvania to visit my mom's family. One of my favorite memories is having fresh blueberry buckle at my Great Aunt Becky's. We all would sit in her screened-in porch, talking and doing puzzles on lazy summer days. Not a care in the world. I don't think I appreciated it then like I would now.
Eating blueberry buckle takes me back to those days. Although I didn't use my Gram's famous recipe, I did find a different recipe for {blueberry buckle} which turned out great.
eat more blueberries. i can't get enough of them.
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