Dad doesn’t want anybody to do nice things for him. I have no idea why. But he was getting some kind of birthday dessert today, whether he liked it or not.
We all went out to a Chinese restaurant for dinner for Father’s Day and Dad’s birthday, so this afternoon I made that peach and apricot tart again, and everybody liked it, even Dad!
This is Julia’s pâte sablée (not the crust with all the exotic ingredients) with some very nice peaches and apricots (and garnished with pistachios and honey) from Wegman’s. Wegman’s is probably the best supermarket in the universe, and we need one in the Boston area. When we get back, I’m going to write to them and beg them to come to Boston. I also scored a small jar of lavender honey and a package of Zweigle’s red hots and white hots.
My cousin and his wife were amazingly accommodating when I wanted to bake, and I appreciate their willingness to act as enablers.
Happy 85th birthday, Dad!