Green Plums

Something awful has happened. My camera has died.

Well… I guess in reality, it’s not as awful as all that. You see, my camera isn’t dead so much as in hibernation: I seem to have lost the battery charger. And until then, no more food pictures. And without pictures, well what in the world is the point of posting?

No bother. I took some pictures of a green plum tart I made a few weeks ago, and I’ve been meanig to write a post about them. And if I can’t find this damn charger, I’m just going to buy a second one, so fear not! New food porn will not be gone for too long.

Green plums, contrary to what one may think, are not just red plums that are underripe. They are their own breed of plum, tart, with a fibrous texture, and a very small pit. They are in season at the end of the summer, which is when I picked these babies up, along with some more typical red-skinned plums.

Whoops! Not nearly enough plums for a tart. Luckily, I had some peaches lying around.

Yum. I covered this tart with the same crumble recipe I’ve used many times before and served it to my friends. Yum.

The other day, my mom called me up to ask, of all things, how the weather was up here in the Great White North. I had to tell the truth; though it was a beautiful, clear day, there was that unmistakable sense of fall, that one that suddenly makes me crave pumpkin and nutmeg, heaping plates of steamy spaghetti and tomato sauce, and hot cafe au lait served in huge bowls instead of mugs. It’s sad but true… it’s time for me to bid goodbye to summer. Today is the official start date of fall, but while for the past few years, summer has been my favourite season, I’m not quite as sad this year for it to be ending. I’m in my new apartment, back in Toronto with all my friends, and I have some amazing new fall shoes. I am forced to think back to a much younger, much wiser me, whose favourite season was fall up until the teen years. Maybe that little me is back again, because not only am I excited to see the leaves fall and to pull out my fall sweaters, but I can’t wait for that first apple dapple!

(*GASP* You’ve never had apple dapple? Oh… you are in for a treat, dear reader.)