Posted by Loulou on Nov 24, 2016 | 9 comments

Now what are they going to give me for the end of the dinner? Nope, don’t want this one.  Lemon sorbet and booze.  Not my gig. How about a tart?  First, the kindest cuts of all, laid in a circle in the pan with butter and sugar and cinnamon. Then the feuilletée on top and into the heat to puff up and brown. Then the turn-upside-down bit. But this is...