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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I'm afraid the trip was too much for these fragile beauties...
Not so lovely result from a trip on the Paris Metro -it went slip sliding away, because I did not treat it with kid gloves. c'est la vie
I made the fatal error of entering the Metro at rush hour. Quelle idiot! I know why French women snack on Pierre Herme's fabulous desserts in the street. Plus I did not request these 3 delights to be packed seperately.
Live and learn. It would be wise to reserve a hotel close to your favorite patisserie.Hotel Bonaparte is across from Pierre Herme.
Live and learn. It would be wise to reserve a hotel close to your favorite patisserie.Hotel Bonaparte is across from Pierre Herme.
Quelle sacriledge et tragedie!
Listen when the sales person asks if your dessert is "pour emporte?" Take-away and eat immediately? Tell her it's un cadeau/gift. You need une boite /box.Or there may be an unhappy surprise when you get back to your room to feast. Speaking of feasting...
Listen when the sales person asks if your dessert is "pour emporte?" Take-away and eat immediately? Tell her it's un cadeau/gift. You need une boite /box.Or there may be an unhappy surprise when you get back to your room to feast. Speaking of feasting...
Have a HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
I'd like to be having Thanksgiving dinner where Francois Simon of Le Figaro is dining. The dessert looks especially fetching. I was once a guest at Les Crayères because I'd drawn a portrait of the chef, Gerard Boyer. I will draw for food anytime!
Labels: Barbara, French Pastry, Gerard Mulot, macaron tragedie, paris Metro, Pierre Herme, Tea
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