I am no Julia Childs.

After a long week of midterms, I had just about one thing on my mind coming to my parents house to spend the weekend.

THEY HAVE A KITCHEN. I COULD COOK FOOD.

I wanted to make a masterpiece, so everyone could bask in my culinary genius. In addition, I've been doing a project on France in my class about exploring culture with children (sometimes being an education major is pretty cool) SO I was focused on French food.

I figured French chefs made their awesome food with really classy magic. There was no way making those cute little macarons could be THAT hard, right? I was set on the sugary, adorable little Parisian macarons. I see them all the time in banner ads anyway. You know, these things?

Oh wait... I need to double boil, whisk for upwards of ten minutes and meringues took three hours to bake? I can only partially blame a really sucky recipe. It was the first one I found, and it turned out to be really different from all the other recipes I looked at.

EXCUSE ME BUT WTF IS THIS SHIT?!
Oh but the macaron filling was like, glorious.

It tasted like whipped, sugary, forgotten childhood memories. Isweartogod.
So all in all, the macarons were a complete and total fail, but an adventure. So then I made french meringues instead.

And you know what? CLASSY MAGIC. Yes they had to bake for three hours, and yes I didn't have a pastry bag to make them look perfectly even and pretty, but they taste stupendous! I'm bringing them back to school to share with my friends, and actually had a great time making them.

Oh, and this will be my next baking adventure, I think. Cupcakes on a stick. Yeah.  Bakerella is really freaking cool.

Sugary treats and Thunderstorms~