Anyone else see the word ‘tart’ in a recipe and frantically run the other way or at least quickly flip through the page? Uh yea, that would be me as well. The word tart just holds a whole connotation with fussy, difficult, fancy, and high maintenance. Not words I want to associate myself with.
Until I met this tart. Life changing.
Tina, my neighbor who you met here, posted the most beautiful heirloom tomato tart on her blog a few weeks ago. So beautiful that any tart anxiety I had immediately melted away. I knew I had to make it, soon.
Plus I’m a sucker for heirloom tomatoes. A huge sucker. I just feel like that needs to be said.
So Labor day weekend rolled around and I emailed Tina to come by to help me. I was ok with attempting one but hey, it’s still a tart. I wanted supervision. The result?
You guys – this could. not. be. easier. I almost felt foolish – like I had to apologize that I made her take time out of her day to babysit my weird anxiety. This dough came together beautifully. It rolled out beautifully. It folded beautifully. Think play dough like ease.
The rest was a piece of cake – beautiful thickly sliced tomatoes, bright herbs, freshly grated gruyere cheese, and bam! You just became one fancy gal. Want to show off at your next get together? Well of course you do. Tina explains it perfectly, right here.