Butter tarts. They remind me of driving 12 hours (aaaugh) up north to see one set of grandparents at their cottage. We'd play old people sports and hang around outside, then all the guys of the family would go swim in the glacier-fed, leech-infested, freezing cold lake that was down a set of stairs from the backyard. (Because the cottage was on a steep hill, and the backyard was right up against what looked like a cliff over the lake. Don't slip.) But yeah, butter tarts. They'd always have them. I think they were store-bought, but I've still never seen any in a store. It's funny because I found a butter tart recipe to make for dessert tonight, so it's good timing. EDIT: Butter tarts turned out bretty good.
Butter tarts are legit, yo. Do you like them plain, with raisins, or with nuts? I'm a raisin gal myself.
I couldn't remember, so I made each different kind. I think I like them plain the best.