When you come near to me
I go away
What is not clear for me
I go away
What is not here for me
I go away, I go away, I go away
“When” by Vincent Gallo
These beautiful macarons were delivered courtesy of my good friend Michael Wolf. Mike had recently ventured to Europe and went through the pain-in-the-ass process of bringing these back to the states and then mailing them to me. While they were slightly crumbled, they still tasted wonderful. I couldn’t imagine what these babies were like straight out of the boulangerie.
Thanks Mike, see you at Christmas!
2 Comments
November 20, 2009 at 2:54 pm
Wow, what a nice friend. What was that electric blue flavor?
November 24, 2009 at 7:10 pm
Single Guy: Yeah, he’s pretty much awesome.