It’s not much fun playing catch-up, but one day soon I’ll be updating in real-time (more or less). But first, a pause for pommes.
This tarte aux pommes from la Boulangerie d’Anton that I treated myself to this morning was sweet and wonderful every step of the way. And please, don’t let the last photo give you the (wrong, wrong) impression that I ate this in any dainty or dignified way. Because there’s no way that I walked away from this with any pride (or crumbs) left.