Tiny is Tasty

I desperately wanted cake, but was not interested in having a huge one lying about taunting me. Lots of things seem to be lying about taunting me of late. My husband and I bought a home 11 years ago and in that time we have managed to fill it with so much stuff that we both feel a bit trapped. 

We started the great purge of 2018 approximately 6 months ago and it has been slow going. So slow that we both tend to collapse in a heap of frustration after a day of cleaning. Because it  feels like nothing was purged at all.  But I had an epiphany today, I am bringing it all back to the cake, it took 11 years to get here. We are not going to do this all in a few months. Tiny bites, are still bites and when we get near the end it's gonna taste so sweet. Just like this damn cake!

For those interested I made the cake and frosting by following the directions from here.

Peach and Blackberry Tart

I cook, a lot. Which means I buy a lot of food in high hopes of cooking feasts. Feast that never get cooked in the face of work, cleaning, reading books and being in a relationship. This means that I inevitable get stuck with food that is one step from rotting. Then in a panic I rush around trying to assemble the ingredients into something yummy. Sometimes I fail, sometimes I succeed.

This week was success. Working with a few peaches, a basket of blackberries, butter, vanilla beans and some pie dough I threw together a peach & blackberry tart. I rolled out the pie dough and put it on a jelly roll pan lined with parchment. Next I piled on the blackberries and in an attempt to hide my deaths door peaches I arranged them fancy like on top. I folded the edges of the dough up and over and brushed the whole thing with a whole stick of butter combined with the scrapings of a vanilla bean. Baked it at 425 for 30 minutes and viola, dessert. I ate the hell out of that thing to assuage the guilt of almost throwing out a bunch of fruit.