From the produce section, with love

When my brother and I were growing up, I do not remember having an option when it came to vegetables. Wait, I should clarify. It was not that there was a lack of variety in the vegetables placed before us, it was that we were never really given the option of trying them or not – we just did. We ate everything.
I’ll admit my Mother may be the better resource on this, but I do not remember there ever being a vegetable my brother or I would simply not eat (sure, there were ones that were not favourites). I recall being aghast when watching television and witnessing kid surreptitiously hide some Brussels sprouts in a napkin.
The thought had never dawned on me – I mean, why would anyone not want to eat a Brussels sprout? It was a completely foreign concept to my 7-year-old brain. Admittedly, our cocker spaniel did love corn, so he would have probably appreciated any scraps had we been willing to part with them.
We were lucky to be exposed to a wide array of vegetables, from a young age. We happily gobbled up steamed broccoli, curried cauliflower, peas in our aloo (potato) subsi, okra, spinach, beans of all sort, along with pulses and lentils. We even knew the three sides to one of our favourites — a vegetable that could be an aubergine when my grandmother was cooking, then transform itself into eggplant parmigiana at our neighbour’s house, and still be called baigan and brinjal when my Mom or Dad made Indian food.
My love for vegetables has carried me to adulthood, as I’ve expanded my repertoire to include new preparations and cooking methods. Nothing is better come springtime than roasted asparagus, more welcomed in summer than marinated salads, or more comforting in winter than braised leeks served alongside grilled meats.
S, on the other hand has not always been keen on our leafy and tuberous friends. Up until a few years ago, I could not even convince him that the noble onion was something that should pass his lips now and again. Luckily for me, a sojourn in some far-off lands opened up his culinary horizons and he is now my willing taste-tester. Though I’ll admit, I’ve not yet heard him say he ‘craved’ a vegetable – but I’m sure we’re on our way.
The many-named eggplant has been a perennial favourite, so when it came to deciding on what to make this past weekend, it was the obvious choice. Roasted in the oven, then used to top crunchy layers of puff pastry and a silky, rich filling of onions and herbed chèvre, the flavours were pronouncedly fall and the balance of textures exactly what I was looking for.
I sent one of these tarts to my parents this week; I hope they consider it a small thank you for all those years of ‘forcing’ me to eat my vegetables.
Roasted eggplant tart, with caramelized onions and chèvre
1 large globe eggplant
1 sheet puff pastry, thawed as per package instructions
2 small onions, halved and then sliced finely
100 g (3 oz) chèvre, softened and divided
100 g (3 oz) cream cheese, softened
2 tablespoons mixed fresh herbs (or more to taste), I used chives, parsley and thyme
5-10 cloves garlic, roasted and crushed into a paste
Salt and freshly ground pepper
Olive oil
Preheat oven to 425º F (220º C).
Slice eggplant into 1/2" rounds. Toss with olive oil, salt and pepper. Place in a single layer on a baking sheet and roast for 12 minutes. Turn the slices and roast for another 12 minutes, until lightly golden and soft. Alternatively, you can sauté the slices over medium heat. Set aside.
Reduce oven temperature to 400ºF (200º C).
On a floured surface, roll out the puff pastry to16”by 10”, trim any edges to form a neat rectangle. With a paring knife, score a 1” border around the edge of the pastry. Place on baking sheet. Prick (dock) the interior of the rectangle all over with a fork, to prevent excessive rising. Bake for 15 minutes, or until an even pale golden brown. Depending on your oven, you may need to rotate the pan halfway through the baking. Set aside on rack to cool (do not remove from baking sheet).
Meanwhile in a small saucepan with a tight-fitting lid, sauté the onions along with 1 teaspoon of salt. After the onions have become translucent cover and continue to cook, stirring frequently, for 15 minutes or until caramelized. Remove from heat, uncover and allow to cool.
In a small bowl, blend together half the chèvre, all the cream cheese and the herbs. Depending on the type used, you may need to loosen the mixture with a teaspoon of olive oil. You are looking for a lightly whipped, spreadable consistency. Season with salt and pepper, and set aside.
Being careful not to crush the pastry, spread the garlic paste over the crust. Top with the cheese mixture, followed by the caramelized onions. Arrange roasted eggplant over the onions and top with the reserved chèvre. Drizzle with a bit of olive oil, if desired.
Bake for 10 minutes, or until cheese starts to brown and the eggplant is warmed through. Can be eaten warm or at room temperature.
Serves 4.
Notes:
• For the ruffled effect shown with the puff pastry, I used a removable-bottomed tart pan with a fluted edge.
• Lemon zest and/or juice are welcome additions to the herbed cheese mixture.
• Any roasted vegetable would be excellent with this combination; tomatoes, zucchini or mushrooms are all suitable.
• Omit the chèvre and substitute an equal amount of a blue cheese for the filling.
Labels: autumn, cheese, main dish, nostalgia, recipe, vegetables

12 Comments:
mmmmmmmm!
Oh what lucky parents to have an eggplant tart "sent" to them! Would it go through the post? Do you have my address? ;) Ok, so I know you didnt mail it but I can dream a little bit right? The tart looks and sounds wonderful, I really love how rustic and true it looks. I think the caramelized onions are a great touch too. Lovely!
That sounds and looks delicious. I am an all time fan of aubergines! Will most definitly try this recipe oout.
oh i'm going to give this a try this weekend! sounds absolutely gorgeous!
Tara, you and I have more than a few tastebuds in common. One of my favorite pizza combinations ever is roasted eggplant, caramelized onion, goat cheese and walnuts. Heaven!
And funny about you being aghast at the thought of other kids hiding their veggies - I used to feel envious of them! As we had no dog and used cloth napkins, there was no way out for me, though I surely would have rather saved all that tummy space for dessert.
Looks great! I'm eager to try it out myself, but I'm confused by the instruction of scoring the border. Could you give more details?
Michèle, considering how I seem to have bad luck with the postal service, by the time the tart reached you the cheese would probably be of the bleu variety! I'll just add it to the menu of many items we'll gorge upon someday soon darlin'!
Andreea, if you do, please report back!
Lil, I hope you enjoy the tart. The quantities are really up to your own discretion and tastes.
Melissa, I will try the walnuts next time - they sound like a lovely addition. My father suggested using phyllo for the base, maybe crushed walnuts between the layers? Hmm ... so many possibilities. As for the childhood veggie dislike, you surely are making up for lost time!
Nico, I hope I can clarify. After you roll out the dough, you score a border into the pastry - it will look like a picture frame. You prick the centre (where the picture would be) and leave the border (what would be the frame) untouched. This way the edge can puff up, while the centre will stay relatively flat. A picture of this effect can be seen here.
Holy cow, that looks good!
Great post Tara. I too cannot remember not wanting to eat vegetables, as my mother included vegies of all kind in our daily meals. Even when it was take away fish and chips on a Friday night, we all got together in kitchen and whipped up a green salad to go with.
hi tara, as they say, a rose by any other name...eggplant/aubergine/brinjal may be just about my favourite vegetable on earth, and your exquisite tart just begs to be tried!
Oh my ! That looks SOOOOO good! I'm drooling all over my keyboard
Rorie, thank you for the compliment and the visit!
Saffron, it sounds like your mother is a woman after my own heart. There is nothing better than a good, fresh salad (and I've already documented my affection for properly-made chips)!
J, they truly are such a versatile vegetable, no? My father used to roast whole eggplants over coals for subsi. It was always perfectly spiced and filled with carmelized onions - I would happily scoop up mouthful after moutful with toasty warm naan. Heaven!
thediningdica if ever you try the recipe, I hope you feel it lives up to its looks.
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