I had to stand in a line of approximately 50 people to buy macarons at Laduree today. Why did I feel I HAD to? Because I love macaroons? Non. Because I want to master the baking process? Non. Because I giggle with glee at the thought of Laduree like Jacque? Non. Because they are soooo Parisian?? Qui Qui!
We are buying macarons to take home from the famous Laduree shop on Champs de Elysees. We hope they won't be stale by the time we get home. I look at Jacque and I think she's drooling. After her purchase, she is smiling from ear to ear! I don't think I've ever seen her so happy...and I've been at her wedding and seen her after her children were born. (OK...maybe I'm exaggerating a bit here...but not much!)
Later, on the day we're leaving Paris, we find that there are several Laduree shops at the airport...with no lines...and even fresher than the ones we purchased. Oh well...it was quite an experience!!
Oh, La dee da, Laduree!!
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