dis-tart-ser

When will I learn? My. Oven. Doesn’t. Work. There, I said it, again. Hopefully my experience yesterday will make it sink in.

For some reason I wanted to make a tart. The mood just overtook me all of a sudden. I imagined a roasted vegetable tart with ricotta, crispy edges, tasty warming center, but I guess, it wasn’t to be. See,I have made plenty of pastry in my time, but none recently and certainly none in my current oven.

Everything seemed to be going well (I even baked it blind!), the edges were crispy, the bottom solid. I poured the warm filling in, returned it to the oven and waited. Finally the last eggy center set, I cooled it in the tin (probably should have removed it, but this tart needed to travel), wrapped it up and took it to a bbq.

After all the checking and cooking and rechecking and cooking some more, the edges were great, short and crisp, but the bottom was soggy and miserable.

The idea is sound, the execution though – disappointing and embarrassing. But, I’m a sucker for punishment, so after a quick dash to the shops today – guess whats for lunch? Mushroom and eggplant tart.