A Dessert That Cures

Dale’s World:

Apricot Tart

This kind of tart will become a standard in your repertoire because it is delicious, easy and can be done with almost any fruit. Peaches, pears, apples or plums will all work. By the way, this is a French recipe.

You will need:

7 or 8 Fresh Apricots                 2 Tablespoons Cognac

1/4 cup Sugar                                1 1/4 cups Flour

4 Eggs                                             1 teaspoon Salt

7  Tablespoons Butter                  Ice Cold Water

1 cup Cream                                   1/4 teaspoon Nutmeg

1/2 teaspoon Cinnamon

The Apricot Connection

Preparation:

1. Cut apricots in half, discard the stones and place them in a bowl. If you can’t find good fresh apricots, canned apricots will serve. Dried apricots won’t work.

2. Sprinkle 1/4 cup sugar and 2 Tablespoons cognac on the apricots. Stir and put them aside while you prepare the crust.

3. Cut 7 Tablespoons butter into small chunks.

4. Preheat your oven to 400 degrees.

Pastry:

1. Use your favorite recipe to make one piecrust. Press it into a tart pan or try Dale’s recipe. Its ingredients are 7 Tablespoons butter, 1 1/4 cups flour, 1 teaspoon salt and 3 to 4 Tablespoons ice cold water.

2. Place halved apricots face down on the crust.

3. Beat the eggs and then mix them well with cream or half and half, nutmeg and cinnamon.

Cook:

4. Pour into unbaked pie crust and cook for 20 or 30 inutes or until lightly browned.

5. Bon Appetit!

Quite a treat I'd say!

Food for Thought:

In the pit of the apricot there’s a kernel used to formulate the drug Laetrile. Some believe it to be a curative for cancer. People in Mexico clamor for it.

There are many kinds of healing and restorations, some superficial and some bone-deep. There’s herbal chemical, physical therapies, relievers of symptoms, surgeries, diets, and courses of treatment that lead to better health.

God’s desire is that each of us be as healthy as possible, in body, but especially in soul.

Sometimes a curative involves going without. A psychiatrist gave an early retiree several medicines to treat his severe depression. The treatment worked for some time, but then the patient began to falter.

Concerned, Dr. Johnson questioned him about his daily routine. When he discovered the man took several naps a day, the doctor immediately prescribed no naps! The patient was appalled. Tiredness plagued him. But the idea was to stay active, feel better about himself, and therefore sleep better at night. It worked.

Sometimes restoration to health involves withdrawing and regrouping. At one point this summer I became restless; my mind felt clogged and confused.  Reminded of Henri Nouwen’s conviction that “Silence is the discipline that guards the inward fire,” I decided it was time to take my bi-annual silent retreat. As I drove to Sacred Heart Retreat House* where the rule was silence. I prayed, “Lord, grant the grace of seeing my life from your perspective. Heal me on the inside.”

After situating myself in my assigned room, I strolled outside and marveled at all the varieties of flowers. Then it was on to the dining room where the meal was comforting and everyone was focusing silently on God.

I returned to the solitude of my own room and began journaling, praying and and listening for His voice. As the hours passed, with the help of some books from the Retreat’s library, my inward muddle began to dissipate, and God spoke, “If you would be more disciplined  in these two areas, we would be closer.”

Then, “I know you feel your life is growing stale. Your creative spirit isn’t being nurtured. Try some new things. Go to art galleries; subscribe to Martha Stewart’s Living; find a more advanced writing critique group; invite that creative friend you haven’t seen in months to lunch.”

As these ideas fell upon me in the silence, I marveled at Christ’s love. He knew me and understood what I needed most. On the third day I drove home, feeling restored. He had filled me with hope.

May God point you to the right curatives for your body and soul, and, as baking and eating our smooth apricot treat gives you a moment of heaven, so may God’s leading create in you an explosion of hope.

[*Just outside Sedalia, Colorado}

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