Today was my final cooking class at Lenotre. It was a lemon meringue tart class with one of my favourite teachers Pierre. Pierre is the one who nearly had heart failure when I burnt the butter cream a few weeks ago. We have since forged a great prof-student relationship. He even giggled at me when someone else nearly burnt the sugar in today's class. Quelle honte!I thoroughly enjoyed the class but was a touch sad that it was marking the end of a great period in Paris. I just wish I could be a chef at home and have a professional kitchen and more importantly a dishwashing person so I never had to clean up.
After class I trundled down the street (none other than the Champs Elysee) to meet 'Olly and a couple of her work friends, Spain-tan Kate and Cupcake queen Emma, for a picnic lunch in the Tuileries. My contribution to the picnic was my freshly baked tart.
Eating a freshly baked lemon meringue tart in the Tuileries with a view of the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe and Musee de l'orangerie and with the Parisian sun shining brightly is truly indulgent and something to treasure. Thanks girls!
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| Finished product! A bit of mint to top it off |
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| Fresh out of the oven |
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| Lime pieces on top to spice things up. |
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| After a quick snap freeze. |
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| Pastry perfection |