image of Ladurée :: Réglisse Macaron

Ladurée :: Réglisse Macaron

Happy Halloween, everyone! I really wanted to showcase a piece today that was at least quasi-Halloweeny, so I thought long and hard about what to share. My first instinct was to pop up something from Arnaud Larher, because most of his work is so tacky and disgusting that it’s ******* terrifying. But I ruled that

image of Ladurée :: Pétale de Rose Macaron

Ladurée :: Pétale de Rose Macaron

During my summer 2010 Parisian pastry binge, I think I visited Ladurée just about every day for 3 months. They opened earlier than everyone else, and I loved to get my morning kouglof and pain aux raisins cannelle. They made the perfect appetizer, because I’d usually also pick up a pastry or two – you

image of Ladurée :: Macaron Goyave

Ladurée :: Macaron Goyave

Finally. It’s with this macaron that I’ve finally discovered a French word far less elegant than its English counterpart. While we have words like lime and blueberry, they have citron vert and myrtille to outdo us. Even when we have fairly cool words, like raspberry and licorice, they come up with the equivalent or better

image of Ladurée :: Nid Soyeux

Ladurée :: Nid Soyeux

One of the many reasons I love Ladurée is that they keep me entertained with regular flow of seasonal and all-new pieces. Should I happen not to visit for a few weeks, I can pretty much count on walking in to discover at least one new macaron and one new pastry. The shop manager at

image of Ladurée :: Noix de Coco Macaron

Ladurée :: Noix de Coco Macaron

This morning, I was all set to publish a tirade against Pierre Hermé’s asparagus macaron, but I decided an upbeat pro-Ladurée one better suited my mood – though I continue to be unsettled that Ladurée has more great macarons than any other shop. Because believe me when I say I would love to poke holes

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