Today I decided to try out new Madeleines recipes because now that I bought all the ingredients to make another 1,500, well, I’m determined to make them.
After the supercalifragilisticexpialidocious success of that legendary first time, I thought I could handle something new. Not!
Just look at the monster cookie pictures. Scary.
The first batch (soft like a mollusk) tasted like yellow cake; the second one (hard as an impure thought) like a mix between lemon and rags. They did smell good, all of them. Yay?
I think I’m going back to testing and perfectioning my original Williams-Sonoma recipe. Expect some non-PMS-related weight gaining.
However, today I learned:
- That I don’t like lemony cookies. Only Lemony Snicket.
- That hot cookies will burn your throat.
- That my Madeleines pan was worth every Capitalist penny.
- That I’m awesome.
Just don’t try these at home. Or anywhere else. Ever.
Any French bonshommes (ou femmes) reading this that might consider sharing their grandmother’s recipe?
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