I am not a baker, but for Bunny's next visit I have been practicing making apple pastries (as per a previous post). All this started because of a photo I saw on a blog of an apple tart with a rose on it—the rose being made of apple slices. I even bought a mandolin to use and all my cooking life I have avoided time-saving implements if I can because I love doing everything by hand. (It takes me several wonderful hours to make salsa; I chop everything by hand.)
After my long walk yesterday, I had a craving for sweet, so I made this tart and it is delicious because of the apple custard. And I can feel that baking is going to be a bigger part of my life.
Mad Men + tarte aux pommes = heaven.
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