[A blog for posterity’s sake]
I love a good, tangy lemon tart.
Bo knows that if I could eat every lemon tarts I came across during our regular cafe hops during the weekends, I would. Except that for the next couple of weeks, I need to watch the waistline a little more.
And of course at $5.90 a tart, they don’t come cheap.
So over the weekend I got ambitious. I decided to try my hand at baking them so that I could have them whenever the craving called for it.
The steps looked relatively easy to follow, I was still reeling from the string of compliments & encouragement I got from the previous bakes by friends, plus I had all the ingredients required – what were the odds of screwing it up?
Apparently baking one of my all-time favourite desserts was not as idiot-proof as I thought.
Determined, I attempted baking 2 cycles consecutively.
The first round freak me a little when my blind baked tarts looked quite done, knowing that it needed to be in the oven for another 25-30 minutes for round 2.
The second round I decided to play it too safe that I underbaked my tart and overbaked my filling.
Both rounds the lemon filling cracked while cooling down, although my very supportive family gave thumbs up for a first try – yup, they gamely ate and finish it.
I definitely need to get to know my wonky oven better.
And if third time’s the charm, maybe success is just another bake away.
Perhaps failures in baking are reflective of personal moods and set-backs.
Dessert for thought maybe? :\