Whenever the boys and I rode the bus to chess, I'd look out the window and see a shop called Tarts Bakery. I vowed that one day I would go there. When I finally decided to check it out it was closed on three different occasions. After that there was a "for lease" sign and then it was gone. It was then that I realized. I had a tart pan sitting in my cupboard all this time, begging to be used. Ripe summer berries from the farmer's market plus Callebaut dark chocolate from Charlie's Chocolate Factory and a yummy tart is born. Maybe one day I'll open up my own tart shop.
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