Saturday, 21 April 2012

At the market!



This morning, bright and early and despite my gueule de bois (translation: hangover), I got up and headed out to the farmer's market to see if the gal who started my little journey of intrigue and lust had any macarons. As I'm sure you deduced from the photo, she did! I bought one in each flavor she had. At 9$, it was money more wisely spent than last night at the saloon. I asked her how her macarons were lovely to which she told me she studied culinary arts in Paris. Shit. I need to be in one of those Mastercard commercials:
New oven for even baking: 2199.99$
Studying culinary arts in France: 50,000$
Mastering the French Macaron: Priceless
 There are some things money can't buy, for everything else you need to blow cash on, there's Mastercard.
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  1. Wild Serendipity Foods9 May 2012 at 09:19

    Thanks for posting about my macarons! :) I should point out that it was only a one day intensive class at the Cordon Bleu in Paris on macarons. I hope to the one month intensive in a few years when my family has grown.

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