Today is Secret Recipe Club’s November reveal date and the one that I was almost going to miss if I had not had that nagging feeling… you know, the feeling that you know there is something you have to do, but can not remember what it was for days. Then laying awake in your bed at 2 am on Saturday night, all of a sudden you go “Aaaaah… now I remember!”.
SRC was founded by Amanda from Amanda’s Cooking. It is a great way to introduce us to new bloggers by trying their recipes and helps our blogs to be introduced to the others as well. We do all the cooking in secret, not letting anyone know whose recipe we are trying that month.
I was assigned to Lisa’s blog Parsley, Sage, Desserts and Line Drives. If you are wondering where the “line drives” part is coming from, she is a big NY Yankees fan. She says she is a laid back chick but I am not sure if I believe that after seeing the intensity and amount of great recipes. She must be cooking and baking like crazy! I loved going through the recipes and I marked her several recipes three weeks ago when we were assigned. But since I was not organized and remembered the reveal date at the last minute, I did not want to mess up her cannolies since I have never made them before. And how about these eyes! Definitely making them next Halloween!
So I chose her Bakewell Tart. Sounded like it was something I could handle on a lazy Sunday and had everything in the fridge and pantry already.We loved it. It was not a heavy, buttery tart at all. The only difference I made was to skip spreading jam under the almond batter. I put whole raspberries on top which looked like holes in the baked tart once the batter puffed up and wrapped around it. The sour note on the raspberry balanced the sweet tart.Please visit her blog for the recipe and enjoy her British accented writing in this post.
We love having tea and dessert late afternoon, especially on a cold Sunday. My favorite spot at home is this comfy chair by the window where I would like to sit and read a book, go through the magazines, or just chat with Jay while I am all bundled up in my blanket with a glass of tea in my hand and with a slice of my latest post on a plate. That blanket is my security blanket. My grandmother, Emine, knitted it for me before I came to the US eleven years ago. This blanket has been with me since then, went through many apartments, packed in many boxed, and absorbed many tears.
While we enjoy our tart in our comfy armchairs with a glass of tea, please visit the other SRC contributors and see what they have cooked and baked secretly this month: