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This is Not a Pop Tart

Growing up in the eighties in Manhattan, I used to beg my mother to buy me pop tarts. Don’t ask me why. I tasted one the other day and they’re brittle and sugary cardboard in a box. But all the kids had them for breakfast. My mother used to give me cereal or fruit instead. I’m glad she did, but lately I got to thinking about those pop tarts I used to covet. I mean, they’re pretty disgusting. So I started working on a homemade version. I went with a pecan pie filling. Instead of dry brittle pastry I went with a buttery, flaky pie dough. The topping is a brown butter icing.

Next I’m thinking lemon curd filling for a little tartness, maybe with an orange drizzle? What was your favorite pop tart growing up?

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About francoiseeats

I'm currently working as a freelance travel and food writer, and photographer. I spent two years at StarChefs.com, the culinary on-line magazine for the industry insider. My articles have been published in New York, NY and Richmond, VA. After graduating from Columbia University and recovering from the tragedy of not being able to read Camus books for a living, I attended The Culinary Institute of America, where my scone consumption rose drastically. Fluent in French and Italian, I've worked in some of New York's top restaurants and covered food-related stories in a number of publications, from The Richmond Times-Dispatch to Time Out New York.

2 responses »

  1. My favorites were brown sugar cinnamon (frosted) and blueberry (unfrosted). They were my favorite breakfast food when I was a kid. Yours look delicious!

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  2. Frosted Strawberry (still my favorite).

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