I thought I was getting a snack--Instead I left a different person.Eric
I stumbled across these little boxes of magic at a farmers market, sandwiched between a guy selling aggressively priced olive oil and someone with a lot of opinions about goat cheese.
I had low expectations, a busy morning, and a general distrust of anything pastel-colored that costs more than a dollar. I picked up what I was told was a "lavender honey" macaroon, prepared to be politely unimpressed, and then — against my will, without my consent, and with no warning whatsoever — it was incredible.
The shell had that slight crisp give that serious macaroon people apparently call "feet" (I Googled this later, alone, because I needed to understand what had happened to me). The filling was not too sweet. It was, in fact, exactly sweet enough, which is a harder thing to pull off than it sounds. I ate the entire box. I thought about it for the rest of the day.
I placed an online order that same evening (but told no one...).
The operation is small, clearly passion-driven, and run by someone with an unreasonable commitment to a cookie craft most people can't even spell correctly. The seasonal flavors are genuinely creative without being weird for weird's sake. The packaging arrives looking like something you'd actually want to give someone, which honestly is its own form of genius.
If you are on the fence: get off it. Buy a half dozen boxes. Buy a full dozen boxes. Buy some for a person you want to impress and take credit for the effort you did not put in.
🖐🏼⭐s.