A Rose By Any Other Name

Finally. A great macaron. This came all the way directly from France, across the miles to Singapore first, and then from Singapore to Sydney.

A dear, sweet Singaporean colleague had brought this all the way back from his recent holiday. When he had asked before he left on vacation, what I would like from France, I had replied, "Go to Pierre Herme, and eat a wonderful macaron for me." He went one better. Although he did not make it to Pierre Hermes, he went to a shop which made these delicious rose macarons which they are known for, and bought some back for me.

Thank you, JK. They made my day.