You don’t even know how much I love this galette.
Like, I am still having a total fangirrrl panic attack over this gorgi little creation. I mean, do you see those magnificent colors? And that golden, buttery crust? And that sweet, syrupy river of berry-stained goodness just ooozing out from the crevices in complete, utter perfection?!
YES.
I’m so in love I’m practically dead.
Speaking of love (cheesy segue alert!) mine and Dave’s 1 year engagement anniversary is this Sunday! I really can’t believe how quickly the time has flown, it feels like just yesterday we were strolling the streets of Paris drooling over pastries and champagne and being totally crazy in love. So I guess this galette has some deeper, more nostalgic roots beyond my affinity for fruit-filled desserts, because recently I’ve been jonesing for everything French.
I know everyone thinks Paris is all about the macaroon, but the real hidden gem of Parisian bakeries are the galettes. I really wish I hadn’t been so busy being “not American” and took more food pics, because the galettes I saw were straight-up insane. They gleamed through store front windows just begging to be bought, all perfectly folded into symmetrical, buttery, fruit-filled masterpieces. Unfortunately I only managed to enjoy one of them during my stay, but a certain someone I know didn’t seem to mind not having to share.
Yup… I’m marrying a no-fruit dude.
At this point I’ve accepted the fact that Dave will never be someone who eats fruit. I’ve gotten him to like quinoa, certain styles of brussels sprouts, and “hidden” usage of greek yogurt. But fruit? It. Ain’t. Happenin’. He refuses to eat it, won’t try it, isn’t interested, call him never, etc. etc. It’s so bad that when I was flipping my lid over how beautiful my galette turned out, all he could muster was a tepid “Yeah baby, this will be great for fruit people.”
FOR FRUIT PEOPLE. He actually thinks this is a term.
So yeah, here’s hoping you all identify as “fruit people”, because someone needs to grasp my excitement over this. I mean, this almost looks jeweled, doesn’t it? Like some giant confection of rubies and sapphires, I think. Except it’s edible, so even better.
The key to this galette is the sugar/cream/rum mix I whipped up for the filling, which meshed with the fruit to glistening, drool-worthy results. The rum in particular added an edgy sweetness, keeping this from being too too sweet into just-right, I’ll-eat-one-by-myself territory.
Which, of course, is exactly what I did.
Rum Infused Mixed Berry Galette
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you could top this with ice cream, too. that’d be a fabulous idea.