I have a pastry phobia, it is rooted in deep criticism of my early attempts. Mom could be quite critical when I had made a mess of her kitchen. For years I avoided making pastry, then for years I faked it with Pillsbury from the dairy case. Last summer I tired once, with the simple butter pastry, a couple of weeks ago I made a cherry pie, this week a blueberry tart. I still have rolling fears, and need to vacuum the kitchen floor when I am finished - even if the floor is clean. This appears to have worked. It came out of the mold easily and was nice a flaky. J liked it, but he had never met a pastry he didn't like. I need to find a more judgmental audience, but not mom.