a new friend, a tart and france

I have a new friend, her name is tzurit, but i have always had a favourite bakery, Tatte i have blogged about it here and here .  Tzurit owns Tatte and i have been lucky enough to finally meet her, well not in person but through many emails. i can't  tell you how many times her and i have said "me too", we share so much in common, the love for tin ceilings, unusually re-salvaged materials, childhood memories and even some of our daily struggles.  early on we talked about paris and shopping for her new bakery Tatte Two that will open in cambridge this spring and guess what, she will be joining us in dordogne this fall. she bakes at night, while juggling the design of the new bakery and motherhood. she has incredible taste and has even employed Anthropologie's builders( gonna be gorgeous). while she bakes at night she often tweets images, i drool and answer back things like oh my, and how i wish and you know what she sent me a box of beautiful baked goods, it arrived yesterday. this morning i opened it ( i have patience) to find these lovely treasures but when i unwrapped the pear tart my heart leaped, how beautiful and simple it is which is the formula for everything she makes. i am lucky to have a new friend who feels like a very old and dear one, who happens to be the owner of my favourite bakery.

* also included is halva squares and her signature nut tart. i bring all my friends there and it happens to be where i choose to meet bloggers for the first time. so delicious. Tatte 2 will also include a restaurant and shop and that is very exciting!

* i am sorry i am the worst food blogger, i should take our workshop:)!

*dishes some antique ironstone and some from the talented asya of Gleena

the weekend.

this weekend there was greeting mum and having our first coffee of our vacation sitting on bench at fanueil hall, there was buying so many fruits and vegetables from the haymarket in boston that we made two trips to the car while we exchanged all the possible recipes almond and apricot tart, stones fruit crumbles, the fruit salad from sunday suppers and the broiled strawberry vanilla and ginger recipe we saw on seven spoons avacados with sea salt and pepper and so on( and on) there was tattes bakery in brookline so perfect we just can not get enough of this place. there was the little bird speaking to mum and the best window display-hundreds of old singer and jones sewing machine- i want them all! There was a visit to my brother's incredibly cool loft I AM NOT JEALOUS( nodding by head up and down)pictures of it soon!

wow just thinking of it there was much more i can add to this list, groceries at a new middle eastern market and great conversation about my memories of living in jerusalem, the ducklings and a broken leg, feeling what motherhood might be like through caring for new born ducklings( i know but i felt it almost a realization this is what motherhood will be for me the caring for animals), homemade chevre and asparagus pizza, three feet high vulture standing in my duck pond, there was plantings seeds in the garden..there was mangoes and more mochas.... breakfast with mum....a movie.... there was sunshine!