Macarons MUST have feet.
… So said our macaron instructor matter-of-factly, before moving onto talk about baking time, fillings and fleur de sel.
My mind quickly roamed to a vision of a pretty pink macaron with cartoon eyes and crimson lips, upheld by a pair of long, shapely gams in flaming-red heels, sashaying away from the plate in front of me…
The reverie was broken seconds later by Mrs Multitasker, who - clearly plagued by the same statement - injected incredulously, “Wait… Macarons have feet?!”
You see, Mrs Multitasker, Lazy Susan and I were attending a small and cosy macaron class by Clara Lee at The Kitchen. Read more
