Besides, tarts are not as severe and serious as, for instance, the Little Black Dress, which calls for champagne and macarons (pun not intended). I´d liken them more to a fabulous summer dress, one that suggests cool Rosé sipped under a shady tree in the South of France and dancing to Serge Gainsbourg chansons in a bar in Saint Tropez. It´s that nonchalant French Chic, darlings.
The shortcrust pastry dough part always seemed terribly tricky to me, though. Getting that perfect flaky, buttery pie seemed as elusive as buying a vintage Hermès Birkin Bag when you have four kids to feed. Chilled marble plates and rolling pins haunted me in my sleep.
Then David Lebovitz made all my pastry dreams come true. Now, David. He is a professional cook, pastry chef and food blogger, and whichever recipe I tried, it worked like a charm. He is also witty. I love him.
Anyway, there is this French Tart Dough recipe that anyone can make. Literally. I had my kids do it when I was too lazy to bake, but in the mood for a slice of lemon tart. Teach them to be self-reliant, I say. You just put together butter and water and let it boil until the butter starts to brown around the edges. I have to admit that I do that in a pan on the stove, not in the oven. Which makes me a little less french, I guess, but I can always compensate with a darling striped Femme Maison summer dress and a few glasses of Rosé, right?
Then you dump the flour in, and voilà! Perfect tart dough.
And now it´s your choice. The savoury Tarte aux Tomates or the sweet Tarte au citron?