A year ago we were getting ready to leave for our reunion in Italy.
While we were in Italy, I bought some truffles.
When we got home, I put them in my pantry and admired them often.
It was time to use them (Ya think?)
I wanted something creamy, something mild, to let the truffle be the star.
I mashed half of a ripe avocado with a bit of chevre and added some dry-cured, Bayonne ham.
We were most pleased.
I'm a simple cook at heart….
Avocado Truffle Tarts
Preparation and cooking time: 30 minutes
- puff pastry, 2 small squares or 1/2 sheet
- 1/2 avocado
- 3 tbs soft goat cheese
- 1oz (30gr) dry-cured ham, torn into small pieces
- 1 walnut-size truffle, finely sliced
- Thaw the puff pastry, if needed.
- Mash avocado and goat cheese together.
- Lay pastry on baking sheet, either nonstick or lightly oiled.
- With a knife lightly score a line around the edge of each pastry, about 1/3" (.75 cm) from the edge. Do not cut through the pastry! (A butter knife works best.)
- Spread the avocado / goat cheese on the pastries.
- Divide the truffle and lay on the avocado spread
- Divide the ham and sprinkle on top.
- Bake in a pre-heated oven at 420F (210C) for 8 – 12 minutes, until sides of pastry have puffed around middle and are golden brown.
- Remove and serve.
It quit raining on Tuesday.
After weeks of rain it finally quit.
Which meant that: the lawn needed mowing, the field needed mowing, the rest of the herb garden needed moving and planting, the potager needed tilling and planting, the woods needed cleaning, the banks needed strimming and a few other things.
Of course, it all needed to be done right away, because more rain was forecast.
Of course, I needed to wait until mid-afternoon for the field to dry out as much as possible before I could mow.
I hopped on the tractor and started mowing.
After about 30 minutes I heard a rattle – more so than usual, that is, it's a very rough field. I noticed the front bumper was loose.
I drove back up to the barn (mon mari was mowing the front lawn with the little mower) and explained the problem.
I told him I was worried that it would fall off and I'd run over it, doing serious damage.
He told me not to worry, he didn't want to stop and deal with it; just keep mowing.
I kept mowing.
When I got to the absolute, furthest point in the field it fell off, while I was turning the corner, and got wedged under the mower.
I walked back up the hill to the barn and gave mon mari the good news.
I took over mowing with the little mower; he went down to repair the big one.
An hour later, the lawn was finished and the big mower repaired.
And it started raining.
On Wednesday, after waiting, once again, until mid-afternoon, I hopped on the tractor and started mowing.
After about 45 minutes, in the same far point in the field, turning the same corner (it hadn't been cut whilst dragging the bumper) the tractor came to a complete and sudden stop.
Wouldn't go forward; wouldn't go backward.
I had a flat tire.
I meandered back up the hill to the barn (mon mari was working on the fence).
I was greeted with: 'Now what?!?!?'
Followed by: 'Why does everything go wrong when YOU're on the mower?'
I answered the last question first: 'Because I'm the only one that mows!'
Followed by: 'One of the rear tires is flat.'
That ended the mowing for Wed. The tire had to go to the tire shop to be repaired.
I spent all yesterday afternoon finishing the mowing.
Today he tilled the potager and I finally got all my lovely tomato plants in the ground.
Just in time, too.
Right after I got in the house the storm hit.
Then there was a downpour.
I just came back from standing them all up again…. They look pretty bruised.
How was your week?