the day i ate two big macarons

what can i say? i have a weakness for these pretty little confections. the way i see it, when am i ever gonna get the chance to eat macarons on a daily basis again? apart from new york, they certainly are nowhere to be found at home. and besides, calories don’t exist in paris.

 

the standard macaron size is equivalent to an oreo, but the larger versions are more like whoopie pies…but a whole lot more delicious of course.  the first one was coffee flavored and proved to yet again taste different from the other ones i've tried. while it was still good, my second macaron of the day takes the…um…cake. this chocolate one was almost like a brownie wannabe while still upholding that almond flavor and wonderfully thick ganache filling. these are dangerously close to my flat. i may have to bring a box of these home.

coffee

chocolate

i wish i was a fan fruit flavored desserts so i could photograph the pretty pink or yellow macarons up close, but i’m a chocolate/coffee kind of girl. perhaps i’ll try pistachio next…