Birthday Edition: Chocolate Raspberry Tart

This chocolate raspberry tart is the perfect dessert for pretty much anything. Surprise a special someone with a birthday tart or bring it to a summer party

Can I let you in on a little secret today? I’m feeling anything but birthday-like.

I post photos of sunsets and rainbows, because I love sunsets and rainbows, but really it’s to combat the feelings I have that I’m fading away. I’m turning invisible. It’s ludicrous really. I was a super awkward pre-teen and teen and then I blossomed into someone much more self-aware, at least partly self-actualized, comfortable, joyous, confident, and dreamy. Not like dreamy as in teen idol, but dreamy as in always dreaming. I want to be that person again. Lately I feel as invisible and awkward as I did when I was 12 and I’m working hard to combat it. I talk about it, when I can. I bought a fab hat yesterday.

It was in the men’s pride clearance section but it was no thing. I bought it, took the tag off, and wore it home.

It’s almost as fabulous, or just as fabulous, if not more, as this hat:

It’s ok to feel awkward and invisible and insignificant, when you have already felt all those feelings before in your life, and you have overcome them. The thing is, it’s one step forward and two steps back, or two steps forward and one step back. I’m never really going to feel like I did when I was 12. I’ll feel different now – more and less hopeful – more and less dazzling – and more and less stretching and growing and learning. What I’m saying is that I can see a light in the dark. Birthdays can be awkward and invisible. Sometimes it’s best to go low key and say what you really want – what you really, really want.

I’m not much of a birthday cake girl, but I do love chocolate raspberry tart.

In fact, I really love chocolate raspberry dessert anything. I love chocolate berry tart anything, but raspberries are my true favorite and this chocolate and raspberry tart recipe will make you happy. Just think about how it will smell as the chocolate is melting!! YES. And that lasts in your house. Think about the fresh raspberries of the season. They’re blooming.

And maybe, somehow, I am too.

Chocolate Raspberry Tart Recipe:

What You Need:

1 ¾ cups OREO crumbs
5 tablespoons butter, melted
2 large eggs, room temperature
1 cups heavy cream
½ cup milk
9 oz semi-sweet chocolate
½ tbsp sugar
Pinch of salt
¾ cups raspberries

Yields: 6-10 servings

What You Do:

1 – Preheat oven to 325 degrees F

2 – Mix OREO crumbs and melted butter in a bowl and evenly press mixture into a standard glass pie pan. Set aside

3 – In a separate bowl, beat your eggs and set aside

4 – Over medium heat, whisk together cream and milk until it simmers

5 – Once simmering, remove from heat and add chocolate. Continue whisking until chocolate is melted and well-combined with your cream mixture

6 – Add sugar and salt and whisk some more

7 – Add eggs to chocolate mixture. Once ingredients are all properly combined, pour mixture into your OREO crust

8 – Bake for 17 to 20 minutes and allow to cool

9 – Garnish with raspberries and serve

What’s your favorite birthday treat?

This chocolate raspberry tart is the perfect dessert for pretty much anything. Surprise a special someone with a birthday tart or bring it to a summer party

And He’s Here, and He’s Marvelous.

I was going to post my Diggin’ For Dinos recipe today, until I realized I had something better.

Don’t worry – if you want to go Diggin’ for Dinos. I’ll post that in honor of the new Jurassic World movie. And yes, we are taking Des to see that, even though the original Jurassic Park came out when I was 14 and scared the life out of me. Des is a different bird. (raptor) AND, Des is six. Today. At 5:32 tonight, but who’s counting? And it has been a glorious six years.

Here is how I announced his birth on my blog:

Well, one week and five days early, Desmond Blaze Bowman graced us with his presence yesterday, June 13th, at 5:32 pm. He’s a whopping 8 pounds and 5 ounces, 21 inches long, so I’m pretty curious as to how big he’d be if he went to 40 weeks or beyond..

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We’ll never know and I think we’d never have known..he was pretty determined to enter the world a bit early. He’s wonderfully cute and eats and sleeps an impressive amount of the time. He spends the rest of his life trying desperately to make eye contact with me and making ewok sounds that are so cute I was literally up all night last night because I was dying of cuteness overload. I’m a writer and a photographer, so you can expect my birth story with pictures shortly. Unfortunately I’m still an at the hospital until at least tomorrow. So consider this an I.O.U. for something bigger and better and more. For now, I will show you a glimpse of what it was like to meet my Desmond:

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I really couldn’t write it better than that, could I?

Here is what I wrote about him after I had known him for four days. And I think it’s all resonant today:

Four days out. No. Four days IN.

I don’t yet have the mental, emotional or physical capacity to saturate my blog with the story of your INSANE roller coaster emergence into this world, as well as photos of your amazingly soulful eyes and your cute black hair and your super long toes and your tiny hands and your..and your..and your..I could go on forever and ever and probably will soon.

And your mellow demeanor and sleepiness. The way you burp. The way you sigh and hiccup while you nurse. The way so many parts of you are so like your older sister’s parts, but boy versions. Everyone calls you handsome and mellow.

They say your live up to your namesake, Desmond Tutu – an astonishing man for sure:

“I am deeply, deeply distressed that in the face of the most horrendous problems — we’ve got poverty, we’ve got conflict and war, we’ve got HIV/AIDS — and what do we concentrate on? We concentrate on what you are doing in bed.” –Archbishop Desmond Tutu

I don’t have the heart to tell them that you are more named for the most romantic hero I ever, ever saw or read in TV, movies and literature. Desmond Hume from LOST. Another astonishing man, for sure, just in a different way:

“I love you, Penny. I’ve always loved you. I’m so sorry. I love you!” –Desmond Hume from LOST

Sigh and swoon.

My life has been so changed in the last four days. Physically, wow. I walk non-pregnant through our house, and I’ve never been non-pregnant in this house. I can bend over and paint my toenails. I can chase Scarlet without tiring. I took the heartburn medication out of my purse. I don’t think I’ll be needing it anymore. I am 15 pounds lighter.

My heart is 15 million pounds heavier.

What astonishes me so much is that before you were born, I was worried we wouldn’t bond right away. I was worried I couldn’t possibly feel for you what I feel for your sister. At least, not at first. I was worried that everyone else in our so rich lives that loves your sister wouldn’t be able to wrap their minds and hearts around you as well.

I was so, so, so wrong.

It came so fiercely and so fast. I’m so in love with you and so is everyone who meets you. You are going to move mountains and change lives. You and your sister, man. Lottery baby #1 and Lottery baby #2. How the heck did we ever get so lucky? Your father and I…we do good things when together. And now we have double proof of that. You are our Desmond.

“Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby”
– The Beatles

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Happy, Happy Birthday, Des.