Back when I was a little kid, I used to look forward to when my parents would bake tarts. To me it meant Christmas was round the corner!
So when it came time to make tarts, I would head to the kitchen, grab my piece of pastry, sit next to my mom and knead, shape and basically play with the dough. I never forgot the smell of unbaked dough.
And as part of my parents little tradition, they would make me an 'L' shaped tart!
So when I came home one night, I was hit with the unmistakable waft of unbaked dough.. I asked my mom how come they were making tarts in August!! Turns out, someone ordered it, so lucky for us, that means leftovers!
They use a mould for the tart but my mom cuts each flower to put on top.
My traditional 'L' shaped tart. Little Lauren gets her own too!
Trust me, this is finished in no time in my house!
There you have it, Pineapple Tart heaven!
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