Today I am dreaming of all things French, as my sweet daughter just arrived back home from a business trip to Paris. Rough business, huh? Ashley works for Made Goods, a company that manufactures and sells the most gorgeous mirrors and chandeliers to boutiques and designers. Part of her job is traveling to home shows and her latest trip was to Paris for the annual Maison & Object Trade Show filled with beautiful treasures from around the world. I tried to get them to take me along as a mirror putter-upper, but these mirrors are way too heavy for me. Maybe next year I can go along with my Windex bottle and some paper towels!
(I have to make an apology here, I have no idea how to place the sweet little accents over my e’s, as is proper in many French words. I tried to figure it out and could not, so apologies to the French and those of you who speak French for the absence of proper accents on words. It was really bugging me, but I’m over it now.)
While most of her time there was spent working, Ashley did have time to see some of the sights and apparently she ate very well while she was there. One of the highlights of her trip was a visit to the world famous La Duree tea salon.
This is a sampling of the pastry counter inside. It almost makes me weep.
This Parisian tea room was founded in 1862 and it was here that the decadent double-decker macaroon was invented. I have never been to France, but if, rather when I go, this will be what I spend my money on. I will arrive back at home weighing twenty pounds more than when I left. Just thinking about croissants and pastries and every other delicious French delicacy is adding pounds as I’m sitting here typing.
Well, Ashley knows her mama well, and she did not leave La Duree empty-handed.
How cute is she, looking so French with her little green bag?
That little bag contained some treasures. All I can say is – oo la la!
For starters, there were macaroons for her sister, which Rachel was sweet enough to share. As Rachel described the rose macaroon, “It tastes just like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory when they said it was like eating a real flower!” A-maz-ing! I would show you a picture but we gobbled them up before I could grab my camera.
Now, I know you will be jealous when I describe what Ashley brought back for me. Because you probably just ate a piece of cold pizza, or a peanut butter sandwich or a cup of yogurt, but sometimes, when you get something real good, you’ve just got to brag. I am sorry if I cause you to sin, but here is a sneak peek. This is just the packaging.
I know, the boxes themselves look good enough to eat!
Before I get to my Laduree goodies, Ashley also visited Fauchon, and bought me a jar of melt-in-your-mouth lavender honey that was delicious on my toast this morning. Yum!
Now, in the pretty blue box was a jar of Caramel au beurre sale, caramel butter sauce. It is so rich and delicious that I haven’t decided what other ingredients are worthy of its presence, so I just keep sticking my finger in the jar and licking it off (don’t tell my kids!)
The jar inside the purple box is the piece de resistance. I was born for these kinds of delicacies. I should live like this every day. I could get used to this!
This was not Ashley’s first choice. She had picked up something else, but the all-knowing French saleslady shook her head and said, “Non!” She picked up this treat and told Ashley this was the one she must buy. Like the obedient American she is, Ashley bought it. That lady knew what she was talking about.
It is called Delice au The Marie-Antoinette. This incredible delicacy is a spread for toast or bread and is hard to describe, except to say, it tastes just like you would expect Marie-Antoinette to taste – rich, delicious, sweet, citrusy, but a bit tart and exotic. I have never tasted anything quite like this before.
It’s good to be queen!