Madeleines: A Cookie Quest

(Posting this here for those who don't read my new blog...)
One day last summer, while at our local Parisian street market, I felt my morning croissant wear off. I was hungry and cranky, and had an extra euro in my pocket, so I chose a golden yellow madeleine along with my Sunday bread purchase from the good baker at the market.

I popped it in my mouth.

Then, I melted into a little puddle of gooey joy on the sidewalk.

It was delicate, light, tender. Buttery, sweet, and full of flavor. Unbelievable, indescribable flavor.

If I hadn't been married, I think I would have proposed to the boulanger.

When Flare visited us in November, she brought me a present that included a silicone madeleine pan, one of the things I forgot to get before we left la belle France.

Now, I am on the hunt for the right recipe to fill it. I tried Ina Garten's Coconut version, which despite its great reviews, was disappointing.

So I am asking. Begging. Please. If you have a recipe that will send me back to that dirty Parisian sidewalk, send it my way. As soon as you can. (Maybe it's a pregnancy craving? Whatever. I don't care.)

How to Act Parisian

By playing this game, you can learn many of the expressions and gestures that might confuse you when living or working in Paris. My personal favorite is the Gallic shrug--and when combined with the little "pfft" of air that escapes the lips, you'll really be a pro! (When I finally mastered this one, I was accepted all over the city of light. No lie.)

This game is done by the tourist board in Paris, so it's about as legit is they get. Have fun!

I guess they were serious...

So, France is making smoking in public places illegal.

This video shows that they were really serious!!!



By the way, you must be 18 to view it. It's a little risqué.

Man, I wish they did this in the US.

Heh.