I have good news and I have bad news.
The good news is that Dorie Greenspan's Fold-Over Pear Torte exceeded my greatest expectations. I think I swooned when I pulled it out of the oven. And was brought to tears when I pulled the torte from the pan to reveal the most beautiful "tall, golden, roly-poly dessert" that I've ever made.
The bad news is that I didn't get a picture of the torte out of the pan.
Or on the cake plate.
Or sliced.
Or with a dollop of the homemade whipped cream that I had beat into submission.
Because my camera took a swan dive--figuratively speaking, anyway.
And because I had but minutes before my guests arrived.
And because I arrived home to the chirping of an equally ill-fated smoke detector battery.
And because our cat left a hairball in the baby's room.
It was a rough evening. Thankfully, I was in the company of 14 sisters who think I can do no wrong.
The torte was perfect in every way. A decadent blend of pears, apricots, walnuts, and cream. And because the recipe is indeed two pages, single-spaced, and because I don't think any kitchen is complete without Dorie's cookbook, or any of her cookbooks, I am going to insist you buy it if you want the recipe.
No, really, it's the least I can do.
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