So this is where the exploding part of the tart comes in - I often joke with a friend from work about the romance novels I read and how there's lots of 'exploding' at certain times - anyone who reads Lora Leigh will know what I mean! Anyway, since it's a romance convention I'm going to and there's bound to be a whole weekend of exploding I added the heart shaped 'bomb'.
These are the things that happen, late at night when I'm bored and have been drinking vodka. Go with it - it's much safer that way O.o
And while I was waiting for my tart to cook, I decided to decorate these little ginger bread guys. It was for an earlier post and I wanted a picture. Anyway, these are kind of fiddly and I've since decided it would be much better to leave these for when I can use enforced child labour. But until then, I did have to use my boning tweezers. And vodka - hence the Quasimodo of the gingerbread land below! Originally, I did tell myself it was to cover up his shame at being all blobby and conjoined together, but then I fessed up that it was more because I was lacking much needed hand eye coordination and plus I like me some icing and the little choc thingys.
Oh so good n tasty!