ever since I bought those mini tart pans, I can't stop making tarts...plus, I saw these huckleberries at the Ballard market and instantly thought, "why, I'll make a tart!" and so, I did.
Ava and Cleo. When I first walked in the door, Cleo was busily scrubbing down the grand piano with a heavy dose of pledge (cleaner). Considering I can hardly walk down the detergent aisle of the grocery store without getting a headache, there was NO way I was going to stay in that house until the room had been properly aired out. So, we went for a walk to one of the most enchanting places in all of Seattle: The Arboretum. I love that bridge that goes over Lake Washington Blvd--the one with the lamp posts that belong on Montmartre... AND, because nothing cures an imminent headache like a cup of coffee, we stopped at Fuel too. The neighborhood coffee station.