One of my good friends, Meike, owns a bakery: Petit Gateau. Whenever we have something to celebrate, we eat heaps of small tarts in every flavor imaginable. Meike learned her trade from a confectioner in Paris. Her tarts are made from the most delicious dough and filled with anything her rich fantasy can conjure up. Once I planned on stealing her secret dough recipe, but now anyone can simply look it up in
