Thursday, September 1, 2011
In France I developped a daily (ok, sometimes three times a day) boulangerie habit. A tarte aux framboise for breakfast eaten on the way to la fac (that's the university, fyi), a petit pain aux trois chocolats for a mid-afternoun snack (did I ever tell you about the time I stopped into my favourite bakery RIGHT AS THEY WERE COMING OUT OF THE OVEN?!?!), and a little something for dessert. I was obsessed. And the best part? I didn't gain a SINGLE pound the entire 3.5 months I lived there. It. Was. Heaven. Needless to say when I moved to Ontario and discovered a little French bakery located in an indoor market about 60 seconds from my apartment, I nearly cried. At 2.25$ for a little macaron, I definitely cried. But Oh. My. Lord. I got a pistachio one and it just about melted in my mouth. Definitely not something I'll be getting very often :( Donations to the Poor Grad Student Macaron fund are currently being accepted :D Oh, and I asked if they ever had tarte aux framboises (my all time fav) and they said not usually, but I could order them. For my birthday instead of cake? I think so.