I was reminded of Fall's fruitful bounty on Hornby when I recently stumbled across a box of long forgotten apples in my pantry. I saved just enough of them to make my newest favourite apple dessert.
I am referring to the supremely delicious Tarte Tatin of french fame which I first tasted in a french restaurant in Saigon last winter, I had barely managed the difficult task of prying my barnacle-like husband, Glen, 'off the rock'. The result was a very interesting and enjoyable cruise on the Mekong River. (More on that later.)
To our delight, we discovered that one of the more positive results of the colonization of the Mekong Delta by Napoleon the third in the late 1800's, was the culinary legacy. For a pittance of what you would pay in Paris, there are a plethora of wonderful French restaurants.
Here we are, with some of the friends we made on our travels, outside one of the best, Les Trois Gourmand, on the outskirts of Saigon. We enjoyed a five course four hour dinner with wine for less than $50 dollars a person.
Owner and Chef Gils prides himself on his cheeses, foie gras, and truffles. Look at these beauties that he proudly displayed to our astonishment.
And here you see the new favourite dessert in our family. The one on the right is the Tarte Tatin. And yes, this whole plate full was dessert for one, namely me!
And here we are at home on Hornby ready to partake of my last Tarte Tatin of the season!