



A few weeks ago, I woke up in the middle of the night in a flash of brilliance. A way to combine two of my favorite desserts.
Macarons and whoopie pies. Two chocolate macarons sandwiching whoopie pie filling.
I decided to make them to bring my family. A family of whoopie pie lovers.
Also a family of whoopie pie snobs. Our old Maine recipe for whoopie pies is sacred. No impostors will do.
So, you can imagine the importance of achieving the same flavor combination and balance in my take on the dessert.
They seemed to go over well. If an empty container is any indication.
Happy Weekend! Happy Spring! Happy Macaron Day!
That's right - macarons now receive their very own day of celebration, thanks to Francois Payard. This is the first Macaron Day in New York City, which coincides with the 5th annual 'Jour du Macaron' in France.
If you live in NYC, you can make this sunny, 70 degree day even sweeter with a free macaron!
And, if you live outside the NYC area, why not whip up a batch of your own to celebrate?
Or, if you are like me, you can make a batch of strawberry jam macarons and then pick up a free macaron anyway! Hey, it's been a long winter.
For the birthdays of family members and close friends, I love gifting sweet treats created specifically with the tastes of that person in mind.
In my dessert-obsessed world, I think a personalized dessert is a pretty cool gift. And it's edible. Big plus.
When my grandmother's birthday came around this month, I already knew what I wanted to make for her big day.
I was inspired by one of her letters to me earlier in the year, where she described how much she loved walking the streets of Bar Harbor in the summertime and indulging in a chunk of turtle candy.
Easy enough.
Or so I thought.
I lost count after the eighth trial, but I had the hardest time achieving the consistancy I desired in the caramel.
After work, every night last week, there were multiple attempts to perfect the caramel. And there were multiple failures.
Too hard. Too soft. Too runny. Too burnt.
Saturday morning arrived with torrential downpours and hurricane-force winds. I was fresh out of pecans and, lacking a canoe, there was no way I could safely run to the grocery store.
But I remained calm. Just because I didn't have one of the three main ingredients of turtle candy was no reason to panic. Some of my favorite recipes come to me when I am forced to work with only the ingredients I have on hand.
Shortly thereafter, a tray of gooey, chewey caramel encased in almonds and decident semisweet chocolate was sitting on my counter. A sprinkle of fleur de sel and an extra drizzle of chocolate topped it off.
When the chocolate set completely, I cut the candy into diamond shaped pieces and packaged them in a little tin with a twine bow. And was sure to apologize profusely for the late arrival of the candy.
But hopefully it was worth it.