Grandma's Apple Tarts
Afternoon tea with apple tarts...just like my grandmother use to make.
What can I say that could possibly do justice to my grandmother's heart and personality? Four days ago my grandparents would have celebrated 75 years of marriage if breast cancer had not taken her away at the "tender" age of 93 (!).
I know my grandfather wishes to see her again soon. I wanted to make him her apple tart so that he could smell the wonderful aromas of vanilla beans and apples just like she used to make. So that he could hear the swishing of her apron as I'd roll the dough for the crust. So that he could pass beside me slicing the apples and say "listen to your grandmother. She knows when they are too thick".
Following her thought that a recipe is a canvas for the baker to give a recipe his or hers personality. I did just that. I added some almonds to the dough for a little earthy flavor. I combined vanilla and cardamom for the cooked apple and I sprinkled the sliced apple with some sugar rubbed with lemon zest. To me that was Mamie. A little bite, a little spice, a good bit of delicious and a touch of pizzaz.
Recipe and story on Tartelette.