by Calder Clark on May 14th, 2012
Macaron ring boxes for any occasion’s bauble-related offering . . . like, oh-I-don’t-know, Mother’s Day? Great ‘maids gift, too. I’d settle for the real thing, too.
Saying “macaron” (mah-ka-rauh) when you meant “mack-a-roon”. Macaroons are homespun coconut-encrused homely balls from Hell. It’s like “chicken or egg?” for me with coconut. Does coconut taste like suntan lotion or does every 80s beach memory reek of coconut? Anyway, Spelling + Pronunciation Police here- get it straight. Macaron = tiny bits of pastel ganache sammie heaven, typified by the grand Poobah of them all, Ladurée (though Payard’s a good stand-in.) Macaroons you can buy at the Piggly Wiggly.
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