Yum yum yum

by little red pen

Which is also the title of a cute book of Andy Warhol pictures we bought years ago in Melbournetown. Man, did he like sugar.

Anyway, this isn’t about that book; it’s about tarts. Ian made (proper butter) pastry last night, we baked it blind, and I filled it with:

  • onions and garlic, caramelised with balsamic vinegar and a mix of ordinary and lemon thyme
  • halved kalamata olives
  • sliced tomatoes
  • feta cheese

Goodness, it was delicious. I ate most of it last night like a right little piggy, turning it into a full meal with green salad and a glass of white wine, but I managed to save enough for lunch. Even better the next day!

Perhaps my life needs more pastry.