the catch: suspicion

I have never befriended rhubarb. Not because of any particular scornful or contemptuous experience, but straight-up that I never even tried. Surrounding this strange celery-chard looking vegetable that bears as much resemblance to a fruit as a tomato does to a vegetable but which somehow passes as one in all of the best baked offerings… Continue reading the catch: suspicion

because pie is irrational

It's a thin line, really, between oblivion and being on the fence. Neither allows you to adequately make a decision, and neither engages you enough in the consequences of a potential decision, should you make one. So here's a great question: meringue or not meringue? While traditionally in France the tarte au citron is made… Continue reading because pie is irrational

Bittersweet

This is a tart special for plenty of reasons, the greatest being that it encompasses two of my "firsts". The crust is the first gluten free crust I have ever attempted, and thank God, it turned out quite pleasantly. The second first (oxymoron there!) is the chocolate silk filling, which is absolutely, undeniably, and impossibly to… Continue reading Bittersweet