The macaron-phobe has finally become a macaron-pro. I know, modesty isn’t one of my strongest suits, but hey, this is a moment I’m really proud of. The amazing thing with confidence is that it allows you to experiment, break a few rules. And I want to share the fruits of my success with you.
Category Archives: French pastries
At times when I don’t have clarity, the only thing that saves me is baking. I sit by my window with a cup of coffee, wondering how that pie or cake is going to turn out. I might’ve done everything right but I can still never be sure. And when the cake or pie comes out as it should, the little pieces come together, my thoughts aren’t as cloudy and I feel as though I’ve been injected with a fresh dose of endorphins.
I think I’ve declared my unconditional love for French pâtisserie time and again and well, it’s also all over my blog, but I don’t get tired saying it again – I love French pâtisserie! Every cake or pastry has a little story behind it, boulangeries are so culturally significant in France and the French have their respective bakers from whom they’ve been buying bread and pastries for years.
It’s exciting to do new things in life, to keep the excitement factor up and running. I am someone who gets bored very easily. Actually, I can be obsessively engrossed in something if I want to, but the monotony of life gets to me every now and then.
Boredom is like this parasite. It creeps in slowly and sometimes you see it coming, in the most unusual albeit familiar circumstances; like this route you take to go to work every single day – you catch the same bus and you wait the usual 8 stops to get to your destination, you jump out of the bus, stand amidst the same buildings, walk through the same lanes and shops to get to work and the next thing you know, you are bored of your work itself.