Project Macaron: Plan B
by Sabs
It’s no surprise at all that I got my first batch of macarons wrong. Thousands of better-abled bakers before me have vented their frustrations over these ‘little devils’, as David Lebovitz would call them. But there’s an age-old saying: there’s nothing a tub of ice cream can’t fix. So I dumped and drowned those crazy little cookies in a jar of strawberry ice cream. And all was well.
Perfect macarons have perfect, sexy domes. Inside those domes, moist and delicate meringue. My macarons’ “domes” were bumpy like the surface of the moon and cracked right though like Neil Armstrong had just landed on them. If I were in an episode of Hell’s Kitchen, I would so be in the 9th circle of hell.
Macarons are also supposed to have “feet“, which are the hardest things to achieve, they say. Feet are those crumbly bottoms on each cookie. And as you can see, the “feet” on my macarons seem to be on their “head”. So I let these feet-less little things swim instead. I figured they can do at least that.
It wasn’t all that repulsive, though. It tasted fine, especially that killer filling (Oh, David Lebovitz, you are a genius). It just wasn’t right in so many other ways. So I ate my ice cream and resolved to try again next weekend.
What are you talking about! That looks so good!
I love the little tricks you taught me with the light in my room and the camera and all these cute angles. Makes my photos looks better than usual haha. Oh and I have a funny food incident. Something about a salad that I will tell you about in private lol
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Macarons? Was that intentional? Like moron macaroons or something? Hehehe
Haha! Migo, they’re really called ‘macarons’. They’re little, light french ‘cookies’ made with meringue (so they’re not really cookies haha)
And those pleasant little things look like angels but they really are devious bitches 
) So hard to make!