Showing posts with label Madeleines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Madeleines. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

You might think, being an artist I go to museums in Paris.
You'd be wrong.
I go to La Grande Epicerie De Paris for my eye candy.
I'm stalking the Yuzu Mania gateaux ever since I noticed it in the Paris Patisseries:History Shops Recipes book.
I can't get it out of my head.
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris

This big mouth is all too appropriate in the vitrine of La Grande Epicerie...

Anyone sporting a red coat is game for me to follow...
What with my Paris red obsession...
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris There's a lot to see in La Grande Epicerie - soooo many works of art.
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris Et voila - red coat again...
Chasing down some fruits rouge no doubt...
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris Whatever does one do with strawberry/fraise-flavored sucre/sugar?
Do tell if you know...
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris More bottles of mysterious ingredients - blue guimauve-flavored stuff...
French Girl has these sirops sitting atop her fridge.
I never got up the nerve to ask what they are...
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris At last a study in red I can understand...
So many choices of bread - how does anyone decide?
I can not.
LA GRANDE EPICERIE ParisI just browse.
Lovely shell-shaped madeleines...
LA GRANDE EPICERIE ParisAnd of course they have macarons in 20 flavors/parfums!
LA GRANDE EPICERIE Paris Who would not be contented as a chat/cat hanging out in La Grande Epicerie?
BONJOUR LA GRANDE EPICERIE!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

I was looking for Madeleines at Laduree...
I'd given up finding these quelle ordinaire quotidien dunking cookies...
Until I come home and blewup a counter shot to find these perfect golden shell biscuits...
They have absolutement rien de tout to do with the grand La Madeleine btw...
And everything to do with a young girl named, Madeleine de Commercy, who saved the day according to Tartelette. Depend on Tarty to include an excellent recipe in her cookie tales...
I always flirt with the Mini Madeleines de Bretagne at Le Bon Marche, especially the caramel au beurre madys, but restraint occasionally kicks in for me...
Fauchon are not only the maitres of the almighty Paris eclair, but of the madeleine as well. They have beautiful tins of mini-madeleines, which I did fall victim to (for research purposes bien sur)...
They also offer individul madeleines in at least SEVEN different flavors!
You can buy the whole set in a gift box or just one framboise.
I gave French girl the contents of the tin, except for two to paint.
So far niente as they say in Brasil or is it ninguem..?
Why do some people think French Girls don't cook?
This is a BIG erreur. There are literally tons of adorable cookery books everywhere you turn in Paris. Plus they're in full color and relatively inexpensive, say 5-9 euros...
Which brings me to the tale of French Girl. Arriving home from work at 10 pm, she was in a tizzy. She'd forgotten she was to make THE MADELEINES for the office party the following day. Eeek!
JAM The pots and pans flew. I mainly watched and later washed-up.
No wonder French Girl has 18 jars of jam in the Frigo! They're used to flavor her office soiree madeleines. AH HA!
They came out perfectly though I can not tell you on her recipe-un mystere...
Here's an homage of sorts to the madeleine transformed into a chocolate Easter sculpture at The Paris Ritz.



I have too many times shown no restraint with the crumby madeleines in the Metro vending machines. Fortunately I usually lose my money rather than gain calories.

BONJOUR MADELEINES!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

I looked at this little paw clutching the patisserie counter in anticipation and wondered... Mom, how come my first sandwich cookie was an Oreo? Not a framboise macaron..? I've no remembrances of things (madeleines) past... I cut my eye tooth on home-made rock-hard oatmeal cookies...I never made any religieuses with the aid of a kid's cookbook. Though Mom, you did let me place raisin 'buttons' on the gingerbread men.
C'est comme ca...
My marshmallows were not exotically flavored delicate affairs like these pastel guimauves...
Mine came in a puffy bag and I popped them one-by-one into my mouth without thinking. I enjoyed roasting them over the stove on a fork, especially when you were out of the house Mom. How I never burnt down the house is amazing!
Claes Oldenburg got it right...
Our cakes are clutzy! Everything is too big.
No wonder we go nuts over Paris pastries?
When we grew up eating this?
Where was our early taste-bud training?
French kids learn to become little locavores early cooking what's in season..
Mom, I'm feeling a bit miffed. A bit deprived...
I have a lot of catching up to do and it's hard work!
I'd like to send you all bites of everything I have to taste to catch up. The next best thing is this Paris patisserie guide. I met the editor at BEA last month. She was telling me what hard work it was, having Paris pastry chefs drop off new gateaux everyday at her office to taste. And it took some heavy arm twisting to get those chefs to divulge their secret recipes for the book. Pastry isn't all fun and games you know...
The pictures in this book are almost better than the real thing in fact, so take a bite!
bien élevé = qui a reçu une bonne éducation.
BONJOUR PASTRY EDUCATION!

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