I woke up this morning with a mentality of kitchen play.  I had a lot of fruits in the fridge and always a pantry full of baking ingredients.  My idea was to make pies in jars because I had a lot of mason jars just lying around in the garage.  I set everything up–mise en place and was rearing to go. 

Saturday late afternoon, hubby, my 9-year old and I were invited to a friend’s house to shoot the breeze–both metaphorically and literally!  George, our friend, who was also our realtor when we initially met, (We met George when we were house hunting summer of last year) invited us to come over, meet the girlfriend, meet the family and do some target shooting in their property.  So what does all this have to do with fruit tarts?