Oh the uphill battles I have conquered with this little cookie! Oh the brutal defeats I've experienced with this cookie! Trying to get this cookie down correctly haunted me for months when I first set out on the journey that I was in fact going to master this delicate and very finicky delight. The cookie sheets my family experienced flying across the kitchen in an angry tirade against this insanely beautiful dainty treat would be enough to write a sitcom about. I am pretty sure my youngest son learned all of the bad words in the book during this time period. Nothing is more annoying to me then when I can't figure something out. These cookies brought me to my knees in tears only to beg for more.
When you set out to make a macaron you think, how hard can a cookie really be? These little buggers take patients, and wine. Lots and lots of wine. Between the different methods and humidity levels, food coloring choices you name it. Any slight detail can be costly. And by costly, I mean damn costly! Ever looked at a bag of almond flour in the grocery store? $11.99-$14.99 for a small bag. Most recipes call for 1-2 cups of this golden meal-type flour. That means you start messing up and it costs you. The more it cost me the more outraged I became and wouldn't stop until I made one hard shelled, moist centered perfectly Martha Stewart-esk french macaroon. Who needs money for actual groceries anyway, right?
Living in Sun Valley, Idaho at roughly 5,000 feet posed an interesting aspect to these cookies. Or if it rained. Snowed. Kinda rained, kinda snowed. You get the point. When we moved to Charleston, South Carolina at sea level I was so excited to try to make them again! First batch, beautiful in look and texture, exactly what it should be. Second batch, a lot of screaming and swearing off ever making this simple small beast ever, ever again.
As an early Easter laugh and present, I thought I would share with you all that today is the first time since the year and a half that I have lived here where I am going to try it again, braving this pastry miracle once again. Refrigerator stocked with rosé for the failure, and the celebration whichever way it turns out, I'll keep ya posted.
SO! For this Easter holiday don't stress, buy your desserts ya'll! Just this one time :)
Happy Easter, a day early!