Anyhoo, I'm a big fan of blood oranges for their beautiful colour and their seemingly constant supply at my neighbourhood Farm Boy. I came across this recipe and was inspired to recreate it just as soon as I finished drooling over the photos.
The pastry is a cinch to whip up, and it baked into a lovely, crispy display for the bejewelled fruit. I must say the preparation of the oranges is a bit fussy, in that you have to tediously segment so many of them, but the purple-stained fingers and hands were well worth the end result. I love rustic tarts for their intrinsic handmade quality, and this one produced a manageable sized dessert as well. Very good for just a handful of people.
I'm not sure I'd bother with the salted caramel sauce again, though I might give it another try as I think I burned the sugar a bit. A spoon or two of thinned out dulce de leche would be an equally yummy substitute.
My orangina rustica!
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