Cobbler, Slump or Pandowdy??

For about the past week, I've had an idea for a dessert that involves fruit and biscuits. The hardest part has been deciding what to call it!! After looking through a bunch of cookbooks and researching online, I have it narrowed down to these - cobbler, slump or pandowdy. To make it even harder, the hubby was telling me last night he was planning on eating this for breakfast. If he does that, would it still be considered a dessert? or would it be a breakfast cobbler, slump or pandowdy? What do you think this should be called? My husband was saying it doesn't matter what I call it, it just matters what it tastes like!! He had two helpings this morning for breakfast, so I guess that means he liked it :)

Ingredients:

21-ounce can peach pie filling
8 pack refrigerated biscuits (any brand)
1/4 cup unsalted butter, melted
1 cup white sugar
1 tablespoon cinnamon

Preheat oven to 350 degrees and lightly spray a 9-inch pie pan with non-stick spray. Pour filling into pan and spread evenly so the bottom is covered. In one bowl, melt the butter in microwave. In another bowl, put the sugar and cinnamon and combine well. Cut each biscuit in half and flatten slightly. Dip each half into the butter first and then the cinnamon/sugar mixture. Place biscuits on top of the filling and press down gently. If you have any cinnamon and sugar mixture left over, sprinkle the remaining all over the top. Bake for 25 minutes. Serve with whipped topping or ice cream if desired. When cool, cover with foil or plastic wrap and store in fridge. To reheat for breakfast or a snack, pop into the microwave for about 45 seconds.

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