There is always the magic of unknown pleasures inside the covers of any cookbook as you hold it in your hands for the first time. And then if you do commit to the cookbook and try the recipes inside, you may find that you are punished for your hopes, merely satisfied, or amply rewarded.
We found a little cookbook of Italian dessert recipes at a used book store one day and bought it out of curiosity (even though there were no pictures inside which is kinda weird for a dessert cookbook) and, honestly, because it was quite cheap. And this time around we were very well rewarded with the sublime pleasure of the Summer Berry Tart.
