the macaron

i remember i first came across it a couple years ago--unaware of any pre existing notion that it might have had.  to me, it was just a curious cookie that i carelessly picked. i almost confused it with the macaroon & wondered if it contained any coconut.

i was surprised at the light meringue-based confectionery, & noticed it's delicately domed top, fat feet & fresh insides. hm, crunchy yet chewy--full of almond nuttiness. love!

perhaps i would think differently had i been caught unaware. but now, despite the macaron hype, i still defend my macaron.

hehe.

i'm bringing back boxes to the states.

andddd the strange feeling of missing home/not wanting to leave Paris is upon me... (why do i always use food to illustrate my thoughts?)