a mad tea party in the woods

I’ve been dreaming of tea parties for years. I’m pretty sure I came out of the womb dreaming of tea parties. ┬áThat, paired with a kind of unhealthy love of all things Alice in Wonderland related (I mean, bunnies, drugs, and tea parties? What’s not to love?), was a beautiful mess of a mad tea party waiting to happen.

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a classic fruit tart

Fruit TartThis is where I tell you the poignant story of how my late grandmother used to make the most delicious strawberry tart and how I spent eighty-seven months after she passed away trying to find a recipe that came even close.

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