I ♥ a tart
There, I’ve said it. I do hope I haven’t offended anyone, either—but it’s absolutely true, and I won’t live a lie any longer.
I solemnly swear that I am up to no good I absolutely love tarts. Always have, always will. Yes, even more than pie.
Many people mistakenly believe that tarts are more fussy and complicated than pies. I think they’re actually quite a bit easier, with a major bonus being their comparative versatility. While the pie as us Americans call it is almost invariably available in either “sweet,” “sweeter,” or “sugar-coma-inducing,” tarts can quite often be savory into the bargain.
As a matter of fact, what you’re currently viewing is just such a one. Provençal-esque in nature, it’s a plum tomato tart with a bit of Dijon mustard and some baby Swiss cheese spread across the bottom. The custard is light, and makes it less Provençal-esque than it would be without it (as does its round shape—I don’t have a square or rectangular tart pan, unfortunately). The herbes de Provence sprinkled over the top, well…obviously, you see where the name came from. 
Janaki
on May 5th, 2009 at 8:51 am
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on May 13th, 2009 at 8:25 pm
looks great