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The art of the tart and making an impression

Another week has gone by, and we’ve spent another Thursday at the market. This week started with a bang with me spectacularly locking myself out of my house whilst signing for some post. I wasn’t even wearing shoes, just a dress, whose hemline was too north of the knee, to feel anything but freezing and ill prepared for the situation.

I have a tricky relationship with my postman at best. He has told me off for “neglecting” my post. I explained I work(ed) for a living. Sheesh. So, you can imagine how we both felt when the door slammed behind me with me standing in my porch with nothing on my feet, bare legs, no phone, no keys, no wallet, and I don’t know anyone’s number.

No neighbours were in, I was well and truly stuck. Even if they were in, I am much shorter than the fences at either side of my garden. The postman, now transitioned from sworn enemy to personal hero, persuaded an elderly Caribbean neighbour two doors down of the severity of the situation and she allowed him to climb over her fence so that we could get at the one next to my garden. No small feat, the man is my height (= short). The relief when he opened the door and let me in, the poor guy was horribly stressed. I resumed my task of menu planning at the kitchen table whilst telling the twitterati my woes, wondering if it was too early to have a stiff drink to calm my nerves. It was.

Back to the task at hand! Prep was very busy this week as I changed the menu, so there was no blog post in advance. I was too busy standing in the center of a very hot kitchen wondering if I could possibly fall asleep on my feet, and how long for? I was feeling on the verge of a Rip van Winkle style coma following another extremely early start.

I did really enjoy the prep this time though, it was nice to have the variety. As much as I love brown Irish soda bread, if I had to bake another loaf, there may have been a soda shaped hole in my kitchen window or I may have just hit myself over the head with one to make the pain end.

For once, we had good weather. Actual sunshine and lots of it. We also had the fabulous company of fellow blogger Kavey of KaveyEats, who had a wonderful selection of condiments, jam tarts, jellies, nuts and jam tarts. You can read more about it on Kavey’s blog.

This week, I focussed on tarts, and quite by accident produced an entirely vegetarian range! All open, and savoury, with one exception, a sweet filo tart with blackberry, ricotta, mint & honey. All original recipes, I shall have to scrawl them down and share them. I enjoyed this little tart adventure with sweet foray, and will make more for next week. People seemed to like them too, and that is what this is all about after all!

I made 4 types of savoury tarts and two types of rolls. I reverted to puff pastry this week, filling the rolls with spinach, ricotta and roast butternut squash and spiced burnt aubergine with chilli, ricotta and roast tomato. The tart fillings were roast beetroot, goats cheese & mint; roast pumpkin, spinach and gorgonzola; spiced burnt aubergine with ricotta, chilli, feta & parsley and roast tomato, courgette and parmesan. All washed down with one of my favourite proseccos from Bisol: Bisol Jeio.

Not content with starting with a bang, I ensured that I finished with one also, with a spectacular fall in front of lots of people at the market whilst running to get some bread. The stunned stall holder, on the phone, stopped and said “Sorry, a girl has just gone flying through the air and is now lying on the ground. Are you ok?!”. I blame the cobbles. Others blame the prosecco.

All’s well that ends well, everyone was so shocked all we could do was laugh, and somehow I managed to gather a couple of impressive bruises on my left shoulder and right knee. I literally landed with a thud.

The verdict? We’re getting there, and I am still really enjoying it. I love making the food, and it’s great to meet readers, fellow bloggers & twitterers. Thanks to everyone that came and supported us.

We’ll be there weekly for the foreseeable future. Next week there’ll be more tarts, something sweet and one of my favourites – CHORIZO! Details as they evolve.

Thanks so much for all of your support and I look forward to meeting more of you, and cooking lots more food. I love it!

Ill stick with the cooking, I suck as a signwriter!

I'll stick with the cooking, I suck as a signwriter!

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I like food. I like to make food. Eat food. Photograph food. Write about food. Mainly in London but when I am lucky or organised further afield.

24 Comments

  1. It was soo lovely to meet you and thank you so much for not only visiting and saying such lovely things but also being one of my best customers of the day not to mention taking such lovely photographs!

    :)

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    • CHORIZO! It should have been the first thing we did really. However, the smoked salmon is also one of my favourite things.

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  2. So glad to read that this is now confirmed as a weekly event. You guys rock!

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  3. Looks fantastic – hopefully I’ll actually be working in town next week and can actually come by, especially if there’s chorizo.

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  4. I didn’t know you fell, too! I also “slipped” down the stairs at the restaurant afterwards (on the way to the loo), got a bruised ass now! I really think the elements ganged up against us because prosecco is our friend ;-)

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    • ER! You did know! I told you as did the guys opposite. Prosecco related memory loss ;) Yowch, your fall sounds horrific, perhaps it’s just as well that we are moving on to red wine! Heh heh.

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  5. Can attest to the deliciousness of the blueberry, mint, honey and ricotta tart!

    Sorry to read you took a tumble, hope not too painful? can commiserate, am always falling over, bumping into things – v.dyspraxic :D

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    • Oh thanks, Signe!

      No more painful than the tumbles I seem to take weekly all my life. I am horribly clumsy, all part of my charm ;) Thanks…

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    • maybe prosecco is too good! I think The Girl is right, good thing we’re now moving on to red wine and this time we’re only buying a case at a time ;-)

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    • Delish, eh? You should have a prosecco night at the Underground Restaurant. I’ll try not to have a catastrophic fall. Can’t promise anything though ;)

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  6. I’ll have to send all my ex-pat irish friends on over to you, feckers fecking off to London and me stuck here in the sticks. PS I enjoy the blog.

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  7. Are you at the market every week? I will be in London at the end of September beginning of October and would love to come visit your stand!

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  8. Oh wow, you had a tough day!! :( I was just sitting here feeling sorry for myself after I had one of those clumsy&messing-things-up kind of days, I spilled soup on my lap in the canteen at work at lunchtime.. not just a spoonful… more like I used the spoon in the half-full bowl of soup to catapult its contents onto my legs… I spent 15 mins in the bathroom under the hand-dryer.. :(

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  9. You just crack me up, and we miss you.
    Now that things have settled down a bit in the Payet household I am going to be going through your blog, to catch up on ALL the many events I have missed out on .Our kitchen finally has a floor too so I’ll be propping miss Lucie up and putting my pinny on to start on some of your culinary delights.
    Definitely start with the art of the tart, after all how else is a little french-irish girly supposed to learn if not from her mother ;)
    x

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