Two days before I decided to make this tart, I realized I’d finally need to go out and buy a tart pan with a removable bottom. Why? Because I wanted to take pretty pictures of the rosemary crust, of course… purchases in this house aren’t usually based around logic.
Take our new friend Chuck, for example. In my older age I seem to have developed a love for a certain variety of décor… combine that with my generally (but pretty lax) vegetarian diet and you might find something of a contradiction… but god does Chuck look great on my floor.
That crust was going to look great if I could just find a pan. And that would be easy, right?