28 Jun, 2009
Without a doubt, these were the family favorite on this recent trip to Paris. I know some folks feel Pierre Herme is overrated, and to some degree overpriced. But maybe we just nailed the timing right (early, within an hour of opening) or the pastry chef was in a good mood the…
28 Jun, 2009
A quick note to say my apologies for doing the blog equivalent of “radio silence” or “air raid blackouts” the past week or so. Things have gone by in a frenetic blur… Got sick hours before a scheduled departure to New York City for my niece’s wedding and with my temperature climbing to…
22 Jun, 2009
We came across the large Gerard Mulot shop in the 6th arrondisement by chance. It was on my list of macarons to try, but I had missed earlier opportunities in other sections of the city (like the Marais) to locate their shops. David Lebovitz writes about them in this post. My…
22 Jun, 2009
As far as family food memories go, Laduree figures at the center of one of our fondest “sweet” memories. On our first trip to Paris as a family, The Kid must have been just 7 or 8 years old, and we started off a day of sightseeing and window shopping with a subway…
21 Jun, 2009
Very good family friends are off to Paris on a family holiday this week, and I have received an urgent request for me to finish my series on macarons, started here for Fauchon, then a second post on La Maison du Chocolat. So I apologize in advance to diabetics, but the next four…
20 Jun, 2009
Just a quick note to say I am away from my desk, and at this moment deeply mired in flowers and last minute preparations for my niece’s wedding. And while we have email access, on someone else’s computer, it is handicapped in a few ways. Therefore, I will NOT be responding to…
20 Jun, 2009
It’s a bit of deja vu, as I did a Father’s Day post in 2006 which featured two newly hatched birds in a perfectly formed nest resting on a yucca branch in plain view from our terrace at the beach. And I did another post on a baby bird smacking into our glass…
19 Jun, 2009
Coco Pazzo was the first thought that popped into my brain when I saw this guy hacking away at coconuts at a roadside stand on the way back to Manila from Nasugbu. In Italian, it means “crazy coconut” literally, and figuratively one’s mind or brain, I guess. Coco Pazzo was the name…