French Apple Tart

Because I have an unhealthy obsession with Ina Garten and because I can't stop thinking about dessert, French Apple Tart.

All this rustic charm is even easier than pie, thanks to frozen puff pastry, so you can impress your friends very little effort.

First, peel, core, and slice your apples.

Don't skimp on the butter.

And voila!

French Apple Tart
adapted from Barefoot Contessa Back to Basics

1 rectangular sheet frozen puff pastry
4 Granny Smith apples
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/4 cup unsalted butter, diced
1/2 cup orange marmalade*
1 tbsp dark rum, Calvados, or apple cider**

1. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Line a sheet pan with parchment paper. Unfold and arrange the puff pastry on the parchment and refrigerate while you prepare the apples.
2. Peel the apples and slice them in half right through the stem. Use a paring knife and a melon baller, remove the cores and stems. Slice the apples cross-wise into even slices about 1/4-inch thick.
3. Pull the pastry out of the fridge and arrange the apple slices in diagonal rows starting at one corner of the pastry and overlapping the slices just slightly all the way to the opposite corner. Continue additional diagonal rows on either side of center until the pastry is covered and you are happy with your design.
4. Sprinkle with the sugar and dot with the diced butter.
5. Bake 45-55 minutes until the pastry is crusty and delicious and the apples are nicely browned. If you see or smell smoke, fear not. The pan juices will start to burn long before the tart itself is in any danger. When the tart is finished baking, use a spatula to loosen the it from the parchment.
6. Heat the marmalade and liquor (or apple cider) in a small sauce pan. Brush the mixture all over the apples and pastry and allow to cool. Serve warm or at room temperature.

Serves 6

*Barefoot Contessa Back to Basics calls for apricot jelly or jam, put through a sieve. Given Roo's peach allergy, apricots are just a little too close for comfort so I prefer orange marmalade. I leave in all the gooey rind pieces because I like the chewiness they add in the tart but if you prefer a smoother glaze, feel free to strain your jam.

**I reduced the liquor by half to make the glaze more palatable for kids but be forewarned, a faint boozy aroma remains. I suggest keeping it a grown-up dessert or sub in the apple cider if you'll be serving to kids. Mine didn't appreciate the booze.

Michigan Blueberry Crisp Parfaits

These three are champion pickers. They've labored over buckets of sweet tiny strawberries. They've sported scars from thorny raspberry bushes and prickly cucumbers from the garden. They've plucked peppers and tomatoes from the vine, apples from the tree, and countless leafy herbs, but for this bunch nothing beats the late summer ease of blueberry picking.

You can't go to Michigan in August without picking blueberries. In our case, thirteen pounds of blueberries. Despite Mufasa's many mumblings to the contrary, thirteen pounds would have been a perfectly reasonable amount if we hadn't been on vacation and without a way to freeze or can those succulent little blues.

As if the idyllic peninsula setting weren't enough, the berries were perfectly sweet prompting Looly to confess she felt like she was picking candy. But to say the blueberries at Buchan's Blueberry Hill were abundant would be unfair. The blueberries were literally falling off the bushes into our buckets. I picked five pounds without moving my feet. Incredible. I don't know how long the season will run but if you're anywhere near Traverse City and able, go to Buchan's. Go now.

So in addition to blueberries for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, a blueberry crisp was an absolute requirement.

But just as northern Michigan is blueberry country, it's also pie country. Really good pie. So despite all those blueberries I simply could not help myself when a buttery crumble-topped cherry pie leaped into my arms at Grand Traverse Pie Company.

Berry dessert overload was setting in when my dear friend, Rhea, offered a most brilliant suggestion: Blueberry Crisp Yogurt Parfait. Suddenly blueberry crisp is a perfectly acceptable breakfast form.

Forget scones, muffins, and pancakes. Make me a parfait.

Blueberry Crisp Yogurt Parfait

6 cups fresh blueberries
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1 tbsp lemon juice
2 cups flour
2 cups rolled oats
1&1/2 cups brown sugar, packed
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup butter
2 cups plain lowfat yogurt

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Toss together the berries, granulated sugar, and lemon juice.
2. In a separate bowl, combine the flour, oats, brown sugar, and cinnamon. Stir to combine. Cut butter into small cubes, add to the flour mixture and using two knives or a pastry cutter, cut into the dry mixture until nice and crumbly.
3. Place berry mixture in the bottom of a 9x13-inch pan (or slightly larger - it's a big crisp!). Sprinkle the flour mixture over the berries. Bake 35-40 minutes until the berries are bubbling and the topping is golden brown.
4. Cool completely (or eat some with ice cream while it's warm and save the rest for breakfast).
5. Spoon 1/2 cup of yogurt into 4 bowls. Top with a generous scoop of cooled blueberry crisp.

Makes 4 parfaits, with plenty of crisp to spare.