Ooh, a tart!

I wish I could have several jobs in one week. Weekends I would travel to gather more info for my travel guide. Monday, I'd manage Rod's professional life. Tuesday, I'd be half food critic/half vegetable gardener. Wednesday, I'd be in the darkroom developing photos. Thursday, my kitchen would emanate delectable scents from all my baked goods. Friday, I'd blog it all!

Alas, I have to squeeze in my other dream careers while on vacation. So when I was home, I discovered more than 15 apples in my parents fridge. I suspect that Lindsay and Terry love apples and therefore each of them buys four at a time, thinking that the other will enjoy too. Unfortunately, another batch of four accompany one of them home before the original four are consumed. Great for me since I decided to make use of the less than prime ones. Et voila, my first tart!



What I love about this salad is that only the mozzarella was store bought. The tomatoes, basil and flower were all grown in my Dad's garden. YUM! You just can't get any fresher -- unless you ate dinner while squatting IN the garden.