|Photos by a friend since I didn't have time!|
Life got very busy very quickly. I moved into a new apartment, my workload at my job doubled due to some people leaving, I am in two theatrical productions at once, I keep going on dates that go absolutely nowhere, I turned 25 years old, and I keep having parties that may or may not be annoying the heck out of my new downstairs neighbor.
|On top of Mt. Sugarloaf|
It's one of those points in my life where life is an utter rollercoaster. There are ups and downs and my brain and heart never seem to get along, and I feel like I never have enough time. When I was a fresh-faced college graduate I had big plans for where I saw myself at this age that just didn't pan out: Move across the country with my then-boyfriend, spend the majority of my 20s in the warmth and excitement of Southern California while working whatever job I could find that was somewhat associated with my shiny new BFA in Publishing. When my relationship fell apart less than a year later and my student loan repayments kept me stuck at my parents' house, the plans changed: save as much as I could in the space of a year, go to Los Angeles on my own, continue with the plan. Then I needed emergency surgery, and despite having insurance, the amount not covered drained my savings.
So now, at 25, the only thing in my grand plan that I've accomplished is that I have moved out of my parents' house. I'm still single, and the lonely is starting to creep up at random times and bother me. The failed dates and broken promises seem to be the cherry on top of this mound of frustration and failed plans and every so often I need to just close the door to my office, or my room, and cry for a good ten minutes or so just to get it all out.
|Sneak Peek at my Halloween costume!|
|High School friends at my friend's wedding|
This blog is called Quarter Life (Crisis) for a reason, right?
Also, guys can be extremely stupid and this Gruyère tart is more appealing than half the men I've been on dates with lately anyway. I've been told that you find love when you're not looking--do you also find it when you're too exhausted to even look anymore? How about when you are stuffing your face with fantastic baked goods? I'll let you know.
This tart was something inspired by this recipe that a friend sent me. I was gathering recipes for a party I was having to celebrate Johnny Appleseed (who was a Massachusetts native! More apple recipes to come!) and wanted something fun and unique. I didn't have the patience for making my own crust, so I altered the recipe a whole lot and came up with this. The result is definitely a dessert, even if it involves a lot of cheese, but you could use it in small bits as a side dish or appetizer. It's creamy, smokey, and tart, and the flavors all combine themselves beautifully.
Apple Gruyère Tart
- 1 pie crust (I used Pillsbury refrigerated, if you're fancy you can make your own)
- 4 tbs butter
- 3 tbs flour
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 1 cup milk
- 1 egg
- 1 block (8 oz) apple smoked Gruyère cheese, shredded
- 2-3 large apples (I used 1 Fiji, 1 Cortland, and 1 Mac), thinly sliced
- Cinnamon sugar
- Handful of shredded cheddar
-Press pie crust into tart pan. Set aside.
-Create a roux by melting the butter over low heat and slowly whisking in the flour. Once combined, slowly add cream and milk and whisk until thick. Temper in the egg (whisk egg in small bowl, add spoonfuls of the cream until egg is the same temperature as the cream on the stove, then add). Add the Gruyère in handfuls until combined.
-Pour cream into pie crust until it is a little less than 1/2 inch thick. Sprinkle apple slices with cinnamon and sugar, then arrange on top of cheese sauce. Sprinkle with cheddar. Bake according to pie crust directions, until set.
-Serve warm, cold, or at room temperature. It's delicious either way.
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