During my three years as a stewardess at conferences and fairs, the macarons symbolized the forbidden fruit delight attendees tasted in the coffee break and that we had tasted forbidden. When Congress returned to room to enjoy presentations on operations of the urethra, the last expansion of the penal code, or vertical construction regulations in municipalities with fewer than 20,000 inhabitants, the boys kept us catering trays with mini croissants and macarons leftovers (which were many). Herds of hungry hostess who had been up since 6 am we were launching a sheet for them, stripping these delicate sweets of any value auratic of sophistication. How are the trends, right? Now that shed these little things edible value of many colors are more cheesy churris the blogosphere. The macarons dethroned some time to starbucks paper cups as a cult object egoblogger. Who started this madness? I do not know and I do not know, but, in my revolutionary zeal, urge all bloggers who want to upgrade to replace the photo of macarons in the right column of your blogspot for photos of succulent toast Easter. is in our hands, friends, together we can. Spread the word, oh apostles Philosopher Frivolous.
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