The combination of a sunny day, a friend's bbq and time to bake yielded this beauty of a tart. A Vanilla Pineapple Tart, to be exact.
It didn't hurt that pineapple was on sale. Double bonus that the pineapple was perfectly ripe, sweet and delicious.
As the pineapple simmered with the sugar and vanilla, the entire kitchen began to smell like a tropical paradise. I could live there.
Here's where I started to fade in my Martha-hood. She makes a perfect lattice top and then freezes it. I felt no need to do that. Instead I made the lattice top and froze the whole tart for about 30 minutes.
This may be one of my favorite desserts. I have a feeling it will be making more than one appearance this summer. I would love to try it with some coconut ice cream or some kind of fancy whipped cream concoction. The kids were a little upset that the adults ate the entire tart and left them with only cookies and ice cream. Oh, the HUMANITY! But I'm feeling a tad guilty about it (several days later--it takes a while for guilt to really penetrate the skin) so I think I'll make it for my mom when she's here and actually let the kids eat it. I mean, theoretically I'm going to do that.