Butter Tarts for Poppa
Butter tarts were my dad (Poppa)’s favourite. He was a pie guy generally and liked most things with a pastry crust. My dad died five years ago today. It will always feel like a sad day to me. So, to help us feel better (I say we, because let’s face it, when I’m blue, it definitely takes its toll on my family!) we’ve made it a family tradition to mark the day with butter tarts. It’s a particularly buttery and gooey version. But hey, they are ‘butter’ tarts after all!