'What the heck - we only live once...'
'I might as well go for it'
Live life to the full I thought.
'Shallow am I'
(Ho ho. I have seen the adverts!)
I like to build up a bit of an atmoss (well I had to in order to make them worthwhile).
I am not quite sure now but I think that I gathered a trail of small children (a la Pied Piper) as I tra la la'd along.
I may have encouraged them to join in......
I may have demonstrated arm movements to accompany the community singing...
People may have left shops, pubs, nearby houses as we gathered pace.
I may have choreographed the harmony section and instructed certain elements to dance where appropriate.
Newspaper reporters and television crew may have descended as word travelled across the community.....
THE MACAROONS ARE COMING!!!!
I dispatched the gathered crowds and told them that I would not be sharing the macaroons
I had to sternly tell small children that no amount of boo hoo'ing would get them a macaroon crumb
'Tis a harsh fact of life
When they were grown up they would understand and they would appreciate their own macaroon all the more (this may be a metaphor for childhood dear Claire if you should read this!)
Macaroons are a luxury good and only to be partaken sparingly
A treat is not a treat if consumed on a daily basis (chocco being the exception.....)
If children were seen to be wolfing down macaroon crumbs where would it all end
After closing all blinds so that sad faces could not be seen I selected appropriate china/tablecloth and sat down to eat the aforementioned macaroons
A few days later we were in London and spotted the most fabulous looking patisserie (is that the right spelling?) in Covent Garden. There...... glowing in the window were........ MACAROONS.
Each macaroon was the price of a small car but I bought another MACAROON.
It was magnificent
Are you a macaroon maker?
Note that the GBBO is back very soon!!! Hurrah
PS: Adding this in here in case you feel cheated by such paucity of images. I searched my image banks and found these taken earlier this year (photographs are a bit dark due to lack of sunlight at that time). I take an awful lot of photographs (or is that a lot of awful photographs.....). I bought these teeny cups (£1) from a Spring car boot and thought that they were perfect for cake (of course):
Nearly forgot to add the cakes in!
I recall that these were particularly fine little cakes