NO BAKE LEMON TART WITH LEMON SYRUP MIRROR GLAZE {gluten, soy & peanut free, dairy free option}

This wonderful no bake lemon tart is an ode to all things lemon. The cookie crumb crust is sweet and crunchy, the lemon filling is refreshing and the lemon syrup mirror glaze elevates the dessert to super fancy heights. Additionally, this gluten free no bake dessert is incredibly easy to prepare, and has a dairy free option.

No Bake Lemon Tart with Lemon Syrup Mirror Glaze {gluten, soy & peanut free, dairy free option} - This wonderful no bake lemon tart is an ode to all things lemon. The cookie crumb crust is sweet and crunchy, the lemon filling is refreshing and the lemon syrup mirror glaze elevates the dessert to super fancy heights. Additionally, this gluten free no-bake dessert is incredibly easy to prepare, and has a dairy free option.

The making of this dessert saw a lot of firsts. The first no-bake dessert (if we take “no-bake” to mean “no oven”, and “raw” to mean “no heat whatsoever”… it’s a science thing, this love for definitions). The first time using gelatine. The first cookie-crumb tart bottom. The first mirror glaze. That last one was completely 100% accidental. And, oh my, do I love such accidents.

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APPLE HAZELNUT FRANGIPANE PIE BITES {soy & peanut free}

If fall were a dessert, it would be apple hazelnut frangipane pie bites. Flaky pie crust, gooey hazelnut frangipane, thinly sliced apples with just enough bite to them, and an ample dusting of fragrant cinnamon. This is fall, folks, in the best form there is – the sweet edible kind.

Apple Hazelnut Frangipane Pie Bites - Flaky pie crust, gooey hazelnut frangipane, thinly sliced apples with just enough bite to them, and an ample dusting of fragrant cinnamon. The true taste of fall, in dessert form.

Is it weird that I prefer ‘fall’ to ‘autumn’, but cannot imagine describing the yellow, red, and orange leaves swirling in the wind in any way other than ‘autumnal’? As a non-native English speaker I like to pretend that I am entitled to pick and choose words from British and American English as I please. But regardless of how you want to call it, there is something majestic about this season. While some may perceive it as the season of dying, falling off, giving up, I always think of it as nature’s last hurrah before it gets shrouded in a white fluffy blanket (or a grey wet blanket, if you’re in the UK). There is an undeniable charm in the changing colour scheme of the forests, a subtle quirkiness in the crunch crunch crunch beneath you feet as you stomp through the colourful heaps of leaves, and a mirthful lightness as you kick through those same heaps and the leaves flap erratically around you.

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