Full disclosure: I still haven’t hopped on the macaron bandwagon. I know, I know. But when given the choice between a tiny cookie-ish thing and a decadent pastry, I’m going pastry every time. Perhaps it’s something about the texture I can’t quite get behind or my lack of enthusiasm for meringue, but I think I’m definitely alone on this one.
Tourists and locals alike queue up day in, day out at pastry shops around Paris to purchase their weight in these flavorful bites and other assorted macaron shaped items. There are macaron Eiffel Towers, macaron paintings in Montmartre, macaron soap, macaron pillows- the list goes on forever. But, I’ll never turn down the chance to try a new treat.
When the winter weather finally seems to be on its way out, in that it-won’t-rain-every-second-of-every-day way, and the cherry blossoms begin to spring up around the city, it’s only right to try their namesake macaron in celebration. Also in case you don’t find any cherry blossom trees, the next best thing of course, is to pretend like you’re eating one.
Cue: Ladurée. If anyone can turn this season’s brightest bulb into a flavor, it’s them. The 150 year old pastry house has already stunned with this little number, so I trust them carte blanche when it comes to eating flowers.
We began with just three. Cherry blossom, orange flower, rose. (If you’re going to do it, do it right.) The orange flower tasted a bit like scented candle, so if you’ve ever wondered what it might be like to eat Diptyque, here’ s your chance. The others though, were surprisingly spot on. A bigger fan than I raved about the crispy shell, chewy interior and airy cream like center and, may or may not have uttered the words, “Ahhhhh I could eat a thousand of theseee,” in between bites/coming up for air.
So in a country where even McDonald’s offers their take on the tiny sandwich cookies as a side to le Big Mac, if you’re really jonesing for a little taste of spring, you can’t go wrong sticking with the tried and true classics at Ladurée (who sell an astounding 15,000 every. single. day.). Plus, you can’t beat those to-die-for pastel boxes that accompany them.
Ladurée. 8th arrondissement.