Disclaimer: bummer times ahead.
I have a few true passions in life. One, as you may know by now, is baking. The other: running <3. I'm not one of those hyper-crazy running marathon stars. Nor do I actually EVER want to run a marathon. (I actually pondered the idea of suicide during my first/last half-marathon...) But, I run a few times a week... for an hour or so each time... and it makes me incredible happy. Not to mention, this lovely hobby of mine allows me to enjoy my daily intake of ice cream and cookies without making me fear a bikini (too much).
However, I now have this pretty sad case of tendonitis in my foot. As in, I can't even walk like a normal human being (everyday I'm shuffling), let alone run. For t h r e e weeks. This may sound like it isn't a problem. But to me, this induces a small case of depression.
On top of that, some other weird things have been going on - personally and "professionally" (ahem - in the student world) - so I'm extra sensitive. Merup.
However - yesterday was an AWESOME day. That made me forget about my new handicap and silly people. I had an amazing brunch with my sister that ended in an amazing fruit salad: stewed rhubarb, strawberry, and blackberries!
(...and then I hopped and/or hobbled around with one of my best pals towards the nearest bottle of pink wine.)
I decided this sunny Sunday morning to go get a pastry, and low and behold, one of the bakeries in my neighbourhood actually had a rhubarb tart! Since my sister and I didn't grow up with this lovely treat, it's still really new and exciting for us. I planned on buying two pointes of tart for us to feast on.
Since I was with Walter, I decided to patiently wait by the door (it's an extremely small bakery) for some one of the ladies (1 foot in front of me) helping customers. After being ignored for 5 minutes, I walk a few feet in to ask for help. I don't think anyone, ever, has looked at me in such disgust. After she not so politely explained that dogs are not welcome, then turned away from me once more... I muttered my favourite derogatory term of choice (whoopies), bid her farewell, and left their establishment.
I understand no dogs in a bakery - but if you're going to treat a person like that, well, I will take my business elsewhere.
Elsewhere = my kitchen!
Walter and I happily left that grouch to find some rhubarb, strawberries, and blackberries. (Luckily the vegetable and fruit sellers are always nice!) We're going to make an EVEN better tart... one that tastes exactly like the fruit salad my sister and I had for our brunch dessert.
Rhubarb, Strawberry, and Blackberry Galette - What you need:
For the pie crust:
- 1 cup of flour (I used half a cup all purpose flour and half a cup whole wheat flour)
- 125 grams butter, diced into cubes and kept cold (For a vegan version - use vegan margarine)
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 cup of very cold water
For the galette filling:
- 3 cups chopped rhubarb
- 1 cup halved strawberries
- 1/2 cup blackberries
- 1 tablespoon butter, cut into small pieces (or again - vegan margarine)
- 2 tablespoons flour
- 2 tablespoons sugar*, separated
- 1 teaspoon cinnamon
*This version of galette isn't very sweet, and instead it is actually quite tart! If you want a sweeter pie, just add an extra (few) tablespoons of sugar to the fruit mixture.
Rhubarb, Strawberry, and Blackberry Galette - What you do:
To prepare the pie crust, I used my food processor.
Place the flour, salt, and butter in the food processor and pulse until the mixture is crumbly. Next add the water, and pulse a few more times until the dough comes together in a ball.
If you don't have a food processor - don't worry! Take two knives or a pastry blender and cut the butter into the flour and salt. Continue to cut in the butter until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs.
After, add the water and stir the dough until it just starts to come together into a ball.
Turn the dough out onto a floured sufrace, and knead a few times until the dough is perfectly incorporated. A few big butter pieces are totally fine. This I assure you!
Wrap the dough up in plastic wrap...This pie crust needs to chill in the fridge for at LEAST an hour (probably more). During this time, I drew a bath, read my new book, and daydreamed about that awful lady stepping in dog poo. (K.A.R.M.A.)
If you're not in the mood for a bath, nor attempting to cast spells, you can go ahead and prep the filling ingredients while your dough is chilling!
Toss the fruit in the flour, 1 tablespoon of sugar, and cinnamon.
When your dough is ready (aka: chilled for at least an hour), preheat the oven to 200 degrees celsius and line a tart pan with parchment paper.
Roll the dough out into a big circle on a floured surface. Place the dough in the tart pan. It's ok if your circle isn't perfect, and it's also ok if your dough overlaps with the tart pan... you're going to fill this guy with fruit!
Place all of the galette fruit filling into the middle of the dough. Scatter the butter pieces and extra tablespoon of sugar over the galette.
Fold the extra dough pieces over the filling, pressing down slightly to seal the galette.
You can (optionally) brush an egg wash (one egg + 1 tablespoon of water whisked together) on the dough to make it extra shiny!
Bake in the preheated 200 degrees celsius oven for 40 to 45 minutes.
((Tip! If you notice that the top of your galette is browning too quickly, place a sheet of aluminium foil over the top of the galette and continue to bake for the remainder of the time. ))
I cut and served the galette hot! But alternatively, you can wait for it to cool slightly before cutting it into pieces.