{"id":1631,"date":"2006-08-22T04:46:00","date_gmt":"2006-08-22T04:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/08\/22\/list-maker-tart-baker"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:03","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:03","slug":"list-maker-tart-baker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/08\/list-maker-tart-baker\/","title":{"rendered":"List-maker, tart-baker"},"content":{"rendered":"
I am a list-maker. In fact, if I were deemed eligible for some sort of \u201cWorld Champion\u201d title, it would most likely be for my skill at making lists, although I am awfully good at lip-synching too, and crying, and balancing my checkbook, and scraping my breakfast bowl clean. (\u201cWhat are you hammering in there?\u201d Brandon yells from the bedroom. \u201cLet me guess\u2014a nail in the baseboard? No, no, wait! A birdfeeder for the backyard? No, no, I know! Your breakfast<\/em>!\u201d he shouts, ever the wise guy, over the ping! ping! ping<\/em>! of my spoon against the bowl.) Yes, as I was saying, I am good at many, many things, but I am a true champion at lists<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I love lists. They\u2019re so liberating. I can purge my entire brain onto a piece of paper, and Look! There it is! I don\u2019t have to think about things anymore, because the paper does it for me. I can see exactly what needs to be done, and then I can decide what to do\u2014or, even better\u2014what not<\/em> to do. [Oh, sweet liberty!] Most days come with a list, and some weekends do too. Under my roof, even the grocery list has a little space of its own, albeit a small, fat-splattered one on the shelf next to the stove, beside a looming pile of cookbooks. But my favorite variation on the theme, my pet list, is a messy Post-It that sticks in my agenda. It is the nerve center, the motherboard, the county seat. It is my list of what to cook<\/strong>. Because some days, you know, you forget. And if there\u2019s one thing better than a delicious meal, it\u2019s got to be a delicious meal that lets you check something off the list<\/strong>.<\/p>\n This tart is both. It\u2019s been on the Post-It\u2014one item of, oh, eleven\u2014for at least a month now, waiting for a few pounds of good Roma tomatoes to make it possible. I tore the recipe from a magazine a few summers ago on a trip home to see my mother, who always plants a fat, shiny pile of recent food magazines and other ragtag mail\u2014the newsletter from my grade school, say, or the society pages from Oklahoma City Friday<\/em><\/a>, \u201cThe Newspaper for Oklahoma\u2019s Trendsetters!\u201d\u2014on my bed as a welcome-home present. (My mom knows just<\/em> what I like.) To make a long story short, said recipe joined me for the trip back to Seattle and has, in the summers since, taken up permanent residence in my seasonal repertoire<\/strong>. It\u2019s an old friend of sorts, one I\u2019ve been wanting to introduce you to. Hence, you see, its presence on the list.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Roasted Tomato Tart with Cr\u00e8me Fra\u00eeche and Thyme<\/strong> This tart is a tad labor-intensive, but if you\u2019ve got time to spare on a Sunday afternoon, it\u2019s well worth the effort. And as an added benefit\u2014a gift with purchase, if you will\u2014you\u2019ll get a wonderfully fragrant kitchen too. As Brandon said, pointing to the oven, \u201cThat smells amazing<\/em>.\u201d In a pinch, you can try leaving the skins on the tomatoes: the texture of the finished tart filling won\u2019t be as uniform and silky, but it\u2019ll still taste good, and it\u2019ll take less time. Also, depending on what\u2019s in your garden or at your local farmers\u2019 market, you can try using other types of thyme. We used lemon thyme, because that\u2019s what we had.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
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And if you know a good thing when you see it, you\u2019ll add it to your list too. Bright with the summery, sweetly acidic flavor of tomatoes, this tart tastes like the color red incarnate, a lush, vibrant, saturated flavor. I like to think of it as a cousin to pizza, one with a frilly collar and a French accent<\/strong>. Under its layers of thyme-and-oil-roasted tomatoes lies a thin cushion of cheese and a basecoat of mustard mixed with cr\u00e8me fra\u00eeche, whose soft dairy tang brings a creamy quality to the sweet-tart tomatoes. Gathered together in a tart shell made with plenty of butter, this thing calls for some serious plate-scraping, if not \u201cWorld Champion\u201d status.<\/p>\n
Inspired by Food & Wine<\/em>, June 2003<\/p>\n