Researching the how-tos of making macarons was essentially a detailed illustration of my impending calamitous failures and a guide for my next of kin to begin the process of identifying features obscured by several layers of egg whites. Recipes included such helpful hints as: “Do not vary the measurements in the slightest, unless you craveContinue reading “Macaronage Micromanagement”
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Bee Still My Heart
I’ve been stung three times by a bee. Once in the ear, once on the palm of my hand and once on my hip. Subsequently, if I see a yellow and black striped flying harpoon, I go against conventional wisdom and begin wildly flapping my arms like a far less elegant, far less coordinated voguer.Continue reading “Bee Still My Heart”
Incredibly Roux'd 