Cherry Crumble Bars

If you love the cozy comfort of a cherry crisp but crave something handheld, portable, and even easier to make, Cherry Crumble Bars are your answer. These buttery, golden-oat bars feature a tender shortbread base, a thick layer of bright cherry filling, and a crumbly, cinnamon-kissed oat topping that bakes into irresistible crispness.

Made with just one bowl and a handful of pantry staples, they’re perfect for summer berry season, holiday cookie trays, or anytime you need a dessert that feels special without the fuss. Plus, they’re easily adaptable for gluten-free or vegan diets!

Why You’ll Love These Bars
🍒 Tart cherry + sweet crumble = perfect balance
🥣 One bowl, no mixer—minimal cleanup
⏱️ Ready in 50 minutes—less time than a cherry pie!
💛 Nostalgic, rustic, and crowd-pleasing
🌾 Easily gluten-free or vegan
If you believe the best desserts are simple, seasonal, and made with heart, this is your new go-to.HomeCherry Crumble Bars
Cherry Crumble Bars

(Makes 16–20 bars)

For the Base & Topping:
2 cups (250g) all-purpose flour (or 1:1 GF blend)
1½ cups (130g) old-fashioned rolled oats
¾ cup (150g) packed light brown sugar
½ tsp ground cinnamon
¼ tsp salt
1 cup (2 sticks / 225g) cold unsalted butter, cubed
For the Cherry Filling:
4 cups fresh or frozen pitted cherries (about 1¼ lbs)
¼ cup (50g) granulated sugar
2 tbsp cornstarch (or arrowroot for GF)
1 tbsp lemon juice
½ tsp vanilla extract
Pinch of salt

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