December 2011
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“Is it even possible that human beings can make macarons? They’re created when angels come in out of the forest and mix the recipe together, after which cupid comes and shoots and arrow of love into the mixture. Then cherubs come and flap their wings, helping the fire bake them.” - my friend Sarah’s monologue and the otherworldness of French macarons.