Apricots have quickly become one of my favorite fruits. I think it's elusiveness is what draws me to it. For some reason, I feel like I wait for most of the year for it to come into season and just as quickly as it appears, it disappears leaving empty bins with a pathetic mashed up apricot in the corner and a tear in my eye. I wonder if this is simply just another tragedy associated with living in Boston. That "hard to get" factor along with some delicious apricot confiture in the dead of winter increased my hunger for it even more. Thus the minute I got the chance, out came this apricot tart.
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