I’d like to own that my first macaron attempt looked like this:
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Today would be different. Give me macarons or give me death!
It started like this:
Because of this:
Lookin’ good!:
Except Batch 1 did this:
Ookie. (at least it made feet):
So the team mobilised:
as Ivan made fresh pasta (baking is hard work):
Andrea set the table (*gorgeous* place!):
I pondered Batch 2′s cracks (verdict: underbaked):
and we rallied around the VICTORY frosting, either moving too fast to be caught on film or *after* a bottle of vinho verde… (spoiler: it was a *really* good wine…):
loverly!:
With the miracle of Batch 3… (perfeito!):
…and some of the darkest chocolate cupcakes (oh! And a little bubbly? Don’t mind if I do…), we’re foreshadowing triumph:
Andrea piped for Canada:
(and, actually, she hoped it was for the pleasure of Brazil):
Our efforts begat fabulosity:
and Ivan, as the representative of Team Brazil, declared it a win:
With that, I proclaim the month of July CLOSED. On a high note!
What are your August plans? I’m going to Machu Picchu. And the gym. But not in that order. 😀