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10 Foods, 100 Discoveries: Food 9 – French Pastries
Is it true? You are what you eat? Growing up, my dad was always a plain meat and potatoes kind of guy. Thus, my taste buds have never strayed far… until now. In 1 Year, 10 Projects, 100 Discoveries, ten of the discoveries are different types of food. This post is part of that project. You can see all 10 foods here and the entire project here. Enjoy the flavors, I sure am!
If you really know me, then you know I have a HUGE sweet tooth. I think, in fact I know, I’d be twenty pounds lighter if I could just control it, but alas, I love them too much. Damn it! Why couldn’t I be one of those people who hates sweets or likes salty things instead?!
Aside from the AMAZING bread and cheese, my favorite thing about Paris were the pastry shops on every corner (duh). The desserts were baked fresh every morning and macrons were quite popular. Because macrons seemed like a very authentic Parisian food, I felt the need to taste test many 
After many “painstaking” days of testing, there’s no doubt in my mind that while expensive, there are no macrons that will ever compare to Pierre Herme’s. Particularly, his passion fruit flavored ones. Light, airy, beyond fresh and melt in your mouth good, I made the trek to the store twice and then walked half a block to sit and savor them in a mini-park with a giant water fountain statue. Each time, the weather was perfect, the macrons delightful and the setting grand. In those moments, the beauty and simplicity of Paris came together.
I wish I could transport myself back there. And oh, how I wish that Pierre Herme would ship to the United States so I could have a little piece of Paris here at home.
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Hi there, thanks for giving me “inspiration”. I enjoy the writing. I enjoy the thoughts and internal questions, dilemmas, and subsequent answers which comprise your/our lives.
I’m a salt fanatic. I love chips, french fries, pretzels, anything salty. I put salt on the ketchup to dip my pre-salted fries into. Did I say I love salt? The long and the short: salt is no better than sweet. When it comes down to it, moderation is the key; or if you’re like me, avoid the temptation and only buy the really high caloric salty/sweet items for the pantry on special occasions! And on those occasions, enjoy, without guilt, that which causes your eyes to close and your mouth to subtly suckle the sensational swirl of flavors which cause your taste buds to swoon. Decadence? Perhaps.