Vegan Custard Tart with Oatmeal Lavender Crust and Blueberry Sauce (gluten free, vegan, ACD)
Posted Apr 06 2010 10:00pm
On Sunday I hosted a leisurely Easter brunch with my dear friends B and D. I really got into the idea of hosting brunch. I was a woman possessed. Saturday night I found myself creating centerpieces out of old flower pots, Easter grass, and some of my funny ceramic birds from around my apartment while my tart shell baked and my candy set. As I was lamenting my lack of light colored, springy napkins, and yearning for the perfect table setting, I thought of my aunt's dining room cabinet, which boasts beautiful dishes and has two drawers dedicated entirely to table linens. I remembered my mom's story from last week of her city-wide quest to find my grandmother the perfect pink paper napkins for her Easter party. I thought of all the times I dashed out of the way as the matriarchs of our family busy-bodied around, creating table centerpieces and choosing tablecloths and pulling out the special plates. Oh. My. God.It's happened.I've turned into my mother and aunt and grandmother.
I promptly call my mom to tell her the news.
Then I just kept cooking more and more food and decorating my apartment until I finally became too tired to go on anymore. Then I went to bed. I'm not exactly Martha Stewart, but I have certainly have been bitten by the same bug, along with all the other women in my family...