In my world, cookies are the sugary equivalent to Satan poops. They serve no nutritional value, are of a demonic nature, and loaded with crap. Incredibly delectable meadow muffins. Unbelievably exquisite, mouth-watering, srcumptulescent dookie droppings.
Which is why I'm not a huge fan of the French Macaron. It's chocolate deficient, chunkless, and more colorful than a float-dancing dragqueen at a gay pride parade. Cookies aren't supposed to be hot pink? (This is the "No crying in baseball" correspondent of the confectionery world.) Apparently the French didn't get the memo.
I'm willing to make an exception every now and again, and I cannot think of a better time for it. Thanks to I Heart Paris blog and it's article "Jour du Macaron", I've a great excuse to break out of my American tradition and partake of the beloved Macaron.
Today the 20th, Paris is giving away Macarons for a wonderful cause - l'Alliance des Maladies Rares (the Rare Disease Alliance).
So... eat up & spread the word!