Once a month, I meet up with a group of friends to play games and have a potluck. It's perfect because I get to try out new games that I would never have heard of otherwise and I get to inflict any new baking experiments on a pre-arranged group of people and demand constructive criticism. It's the best kind of two-in-one: fun for me, arranged by somebody else.
I always end up making more than one recipe because I can't choose just one thing to bake. There usually isn't any link between the various recipes except that I thought that they sounded interesting. We had another gaming potluck last Saturday, and since the weather has gotten cold and we had just been through a hurricane, I thought that blueberry cobbler would be a good dessert choice.
The definition of a cobbler is very broad: some kind of filling in a baking dish covered with a topping that is not crumbled (pie crust, biscuits, or batter). Cobblers never have a bottom crust like pies do. Although most people think that cobblers are an old European or British dessert, cobblers originated in the US as an alternative to pies and puddings. There are lots and lots of regional differences and names for cobblers, most of which I'd never heard of before googling "cobblers" (grunt, slump, buckle, sonker, and pan dowdy's). A Brown Betty is technically a cobbler because it doesn't have a bottom crust. A crumble is like a cobbler but it uses oatmeal in the crust instead.
My mother would occasionally make a cobbler in the winter and tell us how great is was to have a nice hot cobbler when it's cold. But we grew up in San Francisco, where it gets chilly instead of cold, so I never really understood what she meant. The first time I had a hot cobbler for dessert in the middle of a Chicago winter made it all clear.
Although apple cobblers and peach cobblers are popular, I associate cobbler with blueberries. As far as I know, there is no one type of fruit that is more popular for a cobbler than any other and this link with blueberries is probably just left over from my childhood.
So when I realized that I was going to a potluck less than a week after Hurricane Sandy (which is also when the temperature dropped from the 70's to the 40's - thanks, Mother Nature!), I immediately thought of a blueberry cobbler. This was also a good idea because we found out that the furnace was broken during the hurricane and we didn't (and still don't) have any heat for the house. I was not adverse to the idea of spending hours in the kitchen with the oven on.