
Chef Thomas
Bakewell Tart
A proper Bakewell tart with buttery shortcrust, a thick layer of raspberry jam, and almond frangipane baked golden under a scattering of flaked almonds. No icing. No nonsense.
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A pastry case spread thickly with raspberry jam, filled with proper vanilla custard, and finished with a snowfall of coconut and a cherry. The pudding that taught a generation what afters meant.
There's a particular kind of grey afternoon, the sort where the light goes early and the radiators tick on without being asked, when a Manchester tart is exactly the right thing. Not summer food. Not clever food. A pudding that knows what it is and doesn't try to be anything else.
I've eaten more of these than I can count. School dinners, church halls, the kind of cafes where the menu is laminated and the tea comes in a metal pot. Somewhere along the way it stopped being fashionable, which is usually a good sign. The unfashionable puddings are the ones worth writing down. Shortcrust, jam, custard, coconut, a cherry. Nothing on that list is hard to find and nothing on it needs explaining. We're only making dinner.
The trick, if there is one, is that each layer has to be properly itself. The pastry crisp and pale gold. The jam generous, not scraped on like it was rationed. The custard real, made with yolks and milk and patience, not poured out of a tin. And the coconut scattered with a heavy hand. Get those four things right and the cherry on top is just a small joke at the end, a little flag planted on the summit of something honest.
I wrote it down in the notebook the first time I made one at home: jam, custard, coconut, Tuesday. There are few better feelings than putting a slice of this in front of someone who hasn't had one since they were small, and watching their face go quiet for a second.
Quantity
200g
plus extra for dusting
Quantity
100g
cubed
Quantity
1 tablespoon
Quantity
1
Quantity
2-3 tablespoons
Quantity
6 tablespoons
Quantity
500ml
Quantity
1
split lengthways, or 1 tsp vanilla extract
Quantity
4
Quantity
60g
Quantity
30g
Quantity
25g
Quantity
40g
Quantity
8
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| plain flourplus extra for dusting | 200g |
| cold unsalted buttercubed | 100g |
| caster sugar (for pastry) | 1 tablespoon |
| large egg yolk | 1 |
| cold water | 2-3 tablespoons |
| good raspberry jam | 6 tablespoons |
| whole milk | 500ml |
| vanilla podsplit lengthways, or 1 tsp vanilla extract | 1 |
| large egg yolks (for custard) | 4 |
| caster sugar (for custard) | 60g |
| cornflour | 30g |
| unsalted butter (for custard) | 25g |
| desiccated coconut | 40g |
| glace cherries (optional) | 8 |
Tip the flour, butter and sugar into a bowl. Rub the butter into the flour with your fingertips until it looks like rough breadcrumbs with the odd larger flake of butter still visible. Those flakes are a good thing. Stir in the egg yolk and just enough cold water to bring it together into a shaggy dough. Don't work it. The less you handle pastry, the kinder it is to you. Press into a flat disc, wrap, and chill for at least thirty minutes.
Roll the chilled pastry out on a lightly floured surface to about the thickness of a pound coin. Lift it carefully into a 23cm loose-bottomed tart tin, easing it into the corners without stretching. Stretched pastry shrinks back and breaks your heart. Trim the edges, prick the base all over with a fork, and chill again for twenty minutes while the oven heats.
Set the oven to 190C/170C fan. Line the chilled pastry case with baking parchment and fill with baking beans or dried pulses. Bake for fifteen minutes, then lift out the parchment and beans and return the case to the oven for another eight to ten minutes until the base is dry and pale gold. It should look like sand, not bread. Let it cool completely in the tin.
Warm the jam in a small pan over a low heat for a minute or two, just until it loosens. Spread it across the cool pastry base in a generous, even layer. Right to the edges. The jam is not a hint here, it's the bottom note of the whole tart, and meanness with it is the most common mistake people make.
Pour the milk into a saucepan. Scrape the seeds from the vanilla pod into the milk and drop the pod in too. Bring it slowly to just below a simmer, then take it off the heat and let it sit for ten minutes to infuse. In a separate bowl, whisk the yolks with the sugar and cornflour until pale and thick, the colour of clotted cream.
Fish out the vanilla pod. Pour the warm milk slowly onto the yolk mixture, whisking the whole time, then return it all to the pan. Set it over a medium heat and stir constantly with a wooden spoon, getting into the corners. It will thicken suddenly, somewhere between two and four minutes. The moment it does, keep stirring for another thirty seconds so the cornflour cooks out, then take it off the heat. Stir in the butter until it melts in. The custard should coat the back of a spoon thickly, the kind of thick that holds a line if you draw a finger through it.
Pour the hot custard over the jam, gently, working from the centre outwards. Smooth the top with the back of a spoon. Tap the tin once on the worktop to settle it. Let it cool to room temperature, then refrigerate for at least three hours, or overnight if you can. The custard sets as it cools, going from soft and pourable to a sliceable, silky disc.
Just before serving, scatter the desiccated coconut generously across the top. Don't be shy. The coconut is half the point. Press it down very lightly with a clean palm so it sticks. Dot the cherries around the edge or one in the centre, however you remember it. Slice with a hot knife wiped clean between cuts.
1 serving (about 140g)
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