le macaron

 Latest obsession: le macaron

Saturday Afternoon. Sunny August Day in San Francisco.  Brunching in the Castro.  Drinking in Dolores Park. A Great Day.  Then, Le Macaron!

We enjoyed a nice meal at Chow. Seeing my old college friend and hearing about his life in Brooklyn was wonderful. We listened to a tale about a new international romance and heard about plans for a bar in Brooklyn. And though I am generally super late to meet people and feel like I arrive slobbering, "so sorry to be late, oh gosh, traffic, time management, vortex, sorry sorry sorry", I was not super late. I was pretty close to my estimate. And that had me feeling very good.

And then the idea of drinking in the park came about and I thought - is Rick going to go for this? I mean this is hipster central. Regular fit jeans were no where to be seen. And then we found a parking spot and a Pliny and were headed to the park.

Generally, Rick does not like to stop on the way home. He's very focussed. But he needed a cigarette and I am holding firm to my no smoking in the new car rule, hence a stop was required. So we head down Fillmore, taking in the sights. And then I remember - Citizen Cake is on Fillmore. I just need the right traffic pattern to find a good spot. Just like that, it appeared and I was practically skipping down Fillmore into Citizen Cake. Yes, they serve food. But that's not why I went. I went for 2 reasons - the cashew cup (think reeses cup but with dark chocolate and almond butter) and the macarons. No, not macaroons, you yankee, macaron. Look it up. And behold: the Salted Caramel Macaron.

Holy Shit I have to learn to make these! The crunch of the almond cookie and the softness of the filling, oh dear lord, I am hooked.

Thanks to the wedding registry, I now have the fancy tools. All I need is the almond meal and the patience. Stay tuned, because this will be conquered!