My parents-in-law just came back from a trip to see family in Buenos Aires, Argentina. As usual they brought back some sweet treats. Alfajores!! Two sweet crumbly cakes filled with dulce de leche and dipped in chocolate. Who could resist? Certainly not me. I did have the opportunity to visit Buenos Aires last year and had my fair share of all sorts or Argentinian treats, facturas, sandwiches de miga, asado, empanadas, piononos, and mate. Thank goodness I did not have much of an appetite in my first trimester of pregnancy, otherwise I would have come back 20lbs heavier.
Welcome to The Tart Tart, my not-so-tart take on food, writing, and photography. I decided to start up this sucker after repeated nagging from Chris, my fiance, who cannot understand why the sight of a farmer’s market would send me into ecstatic convulsions (okay, total overstatement. I can be quite the histrionic at times).With that said, my interests, though chiefly in food, also span fashion, design, literature, and photography. So don’t mind the seemingly non sequitur odds and ends I toss in posts at times.