Lurid macarons. Ladurée in Paris, France.

Spent a day in San Francisco with my girl Vanessa- we walked around Hayes Valley, and stepped into this charming little candy shop, Miette. It’s a colorful fantasyland for anyone with a serious sweet tooth- you’re transported to a
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My allergies are in full force. It was so nice outside yesterday, but I couldn’t even be outside for more than 20 minutes. It was bad. And it is bad today too. I am wearing a mask, which makes me look like either a shady criminal or I that I have SARS. I want to scratch my eyes out
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*Preface in 2 Posts- Yamahomo vs. Laduree Macaron Battles Part 1 & 2 The Battle Continues

I must master this. I think I came pretty close to what macaron should be on trial 3, but I mixed the batter too much, hence it was too thin. Over the weekend, I
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I learned my lesson. Mix the batter well till it falls off the spatula, and don’t take it out of the oven too soon. Other than the fact that I am super inpatient, all the necessary ingredients and mind set was there. I couldn’t let go of the defeat of my Sunday failure, so I tried it
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I don’t know why I do this. The harder the recipe is, the more excited I get. I don’t know how I decided to make macaroons, but somehow I did..

When everyone goes to Paris (I’ve never been there, yet), they go queue up at either Laduree or Pierre Herme (did you know Pierre used to work
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I’ve just come back from a brief vacation to Paris and Berlin–I rarely vacation, so upon returning I’ve regaled everyone I’ve spoken to with the dreadfully banal, I-see-the-world-anew!-type minutiae familiar to anyone who has attended college and encountered–in the words of one friend tired of my anecdotes–”that annoying kid who studies abroad for a semester and then starts rolling his
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