I tried my hand today at French Macaroons with the aid of a pastry bag. The perfect activity for a rainy Thursday morning.
There's something about a soft drizzle that just begs for a toasty oven. Perhaps it is wishful thinking on my part, anticipating the end of this broiling desert summer and looking forward to cooler autumn nights.
Sandwiched together with seedless raspberry jam, these bite-size cookies seem to air on the side of elegance. This vintage tin plate felt most suiting for the dainty treats.
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