It may have finally happened. The pastry dough that I have been looking for.
Easy and no fuss to make, at least by puff pastry standards. Light and chewy on the inside and crisp and flaky on the outside. I filled one with mushrooms and sweet potatoes. Topped with smoked mozzarella cheese. Then packed it and the kids up and had a picnic with Timothy on his lunch break.
Then magic happened. Food magic. I used the leftover dough to make this blueberry, honey and
pecan baklava-esque galette.
Pair it with all the kids in bed, a rainy evening, a latte and all is right in my world.
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