Without talking to each other about it, both my mom and grandma each got me a different Tartine cookbook for Christmas. As I unwrapped each of them I was blown away. The famed bakery holds a dear place in my heart. I'm a sucker for anything French, anything sweet and places tucked away that seem like my own discovery and secret place (though, Tartine notoriously has lines wrapping around the building, despite not having a sign.) I've got the sticker from my very first order at the legendary SF bakery on my fridge and have a frangipane croissant from a subsequent visit in my freezer. Just talking about the bread pudding (makes me melt!) and the banana cream tart (better than anything x10) makes a series of expletives come out of my mouth. Overjoyed at both of my gifts, I had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to use these books and an impromptu dinner party was just the fit. However, each and every recipe tested my patience in the kitchen. I ended up covered head to toe in flour and sugar by Sunday evening.
On the menu:
- Mini prosciutto sandwiches on homemade (Tartine country bread - have you ever made a live starter? It's more demanding than a 6 week old puppy) bread with apricot spread
- Mint hummus with corn chips
- Mixed greens salad (with dressing from this Alice Waters cookbook; yep, I cheated and went to Berkeley. I also nearly passed out when I met AW a few years back, I digress...)
- Potato focaccia (country bread as crust, minus the retardation process + artichokes & sea salt)
- Browned butter lemon bars (substituting lemons for Meyer lemons + adding pine nuts to the crust)
*Happy Birthday to my one & only, Yolaine! My sister from another mother. Besos mon amour!*
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