My mom had a few friends over for brunch last week and she wanted something special to serve them. Not the usual bacon and eggs. Nothing wrong with a good old fry-up from time to time, but sometimes an occasion just calls for a little bit of something else.
I shared a breakfast the other day with L. We treated ourselves to a rare hour away from our offices and routine and went to a beautiful little restaurant all by ourselves. He ordered a fruit platter filled with fresh, seasonal fruits and nothing else. I kept on thinking that it looked so gorgeous and tasted so good, but it needed something else. Maybe a slice or two of melba toast. A cracker. A tiny croissant.
So, when my mom mentioned wanting to serve fruit, the fruit platter came to mind. But with what? Maybe something resembling a bit of a tea treat, but not really. And that is how these breakfast tarts happened. I made some sweet pastry and then played around with a combination of fillings, before deciding on the yogurt and cream cheese mixture. Plenty of options really.
The plates came back to the kitchen with not a crumb in sight. Success I suspect.