Few know that I lived in France for a while in college. While there, I gained weight. I'm just kiddin'--I should have, though, with all the deliciousness I ate.
Today, in my attempt to create an ode to France, I made a Tarte Noire. It's simple, elegant and refined in a very good way.
Who's eaten this delightful delectable, you ask?
Not. One. Customer.
This thing is so, freakin' good! It's like eating a truffle at room temperature. ..it's so smoothe on your tongue you forget you have one! It melts in your whole head.
I'll make this one again because someone, somewhere, will appreciate my Ode to Lyon, France.
A bientot, mes amis