last thursday night, we tried our hand at making a pear & apple galette. if you read t&f consistently, you could probably tell i was a little off last week. i didn't post a lot, nothing was really inspiring me & i was just sort of searching. as we made this galette, i realized it was an analogy for what i was feeling.
the photo with the recipe in real simple was absolutely beautiful. as you can see, mine was a tad more of a "rustic" galette. the pre-made pie crusts were supposed to roll into a 16 inch circle. well, that just didn't work & honestly, my guess on what 16 inches is could be 8 or 24 inches (sort of like when people say something is 3 yards away, i'm thinking that could be a football field or the end of my toes). the apples & pears were supposed to be peeled, something i realized once we hadn't done that & already tossed them with the other ingredients. i had way too many apples & pears for the amount of dough i had. i couldn't quite fold it over to look pretty. i also realized half way through that i wasn't sure what the heck a galette was (if you're curious, look here).
but you know what? it was awesome. it tasted so good that as soon as i took this photo, we grabbed two forks & dove in. no time to cut it & put it on separate plates. we just nestled down at our table next to each other & smiled really big as we exclaimed about how good it was over & over again. it felt so good for my soul to sit next to my husband, who sits by me no matter how my week is going, & eat something really delicious.
i'm feeling lots better, have some really wonderful posts for you this week & highly recommend this galette if you're looking to get out of a bit of a rut. it will definitely be making an appearance in our house again soon!