As nature intended: Strawberry Mascarpone Tart
Those of you who follow my Sunday shopping posts will know that Ive been buying a lot of strawberries lately. I can never resist them at the market- all plump and red and juicy, mocking me with their deliciousness. Well ok, maybe theyre not mocking me, exactly, but it does seem that they have some particular hold over me. And a little fruit personification never hurt anyone, right?
Right. Ive been using these strawberries in a variety of ways: as jam in danishes, stewed with dumplings, in my morning smoothie. It occurred to me the other day, though, that Im always mushing, stewing or otherwise deforming my lovely strawberries, and, you know, why? So I decided that the next batch from the market were not to be touched by heat, nor potato masher, nor blender. These berries
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