{"id":1761,"date":"2005-03-26T19:20:00","date_gmt":"2005-03-26T19:20:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2005\/03\/26\/the-sweet-and-the-sour"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:27","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:27","slug":"the-sweet-and-the-sour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2005\/03\/the-sweet-and-the-sour\/","title":{"rendered":"The sweet and the sour"},"content":{"rendered":"
\u201cWill you bring dessert?\u201d Light and sweet and puckery with lemon and zest,<\/strong> these mini-souffl\u00e9s are, quite simply, spring in a buttery shell. And they’re a handy way to keep myself occupied until I get my kisses and my cowboy.<\/p>\n Lemon Souffl\u00e9 Tartlets<\/strong>
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Now that<\/em> is one of my favorite questions to be asked. It\u2019s right up there with \u201cCan I kiss you?\u201d and \u201cYou\u2019re from Oklahoma<\/em>?\u201d But unlike the latter two, it can almost always be counted on to produce an outcome that\u2019s angst-free, a result in which sweet conquers sour. Dessert doesn\u2019t lead to sleepless nights of overanalyzing, or to nightmarish memories of afternoons at the Cowboy Hall of Fame. There will be no broken hearts and no teepees<\/strong>. Dessert is pleasure guaranteed, with no explanations needed. When delicious, dessert is its own best answer\u2014especially when it\u2019s as delicate as frilly lingerie and as rich as a Plains-state oil tycoon. Lemon souffl\u00e9 tartlets are both.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n
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Adapted from Jeffrey Steingarten\u2019s brilliant It Must Have Been Something I Ate<\/em><\/a>, which in turn adapted from Paula Oland of NYC\u2019s Balthazar Bakery, and from Dorie Greenspan\u2019s Paris Sweets<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n