Went to Canelé Pâtisserie Chocolaterie yesterday - to seek refuge and to find sanity. Their awesome sinful macarons will give me peace of mind in a blissful afternoon. With Sarah Turnbull's "Almost French" and Joyce Jonathan's "Le Piège" and "J'ai Pas Besoin De Toi" shuffling between songs in ipod, I was soothed for a few good hours.
Sinking in the cozy couch in Canelé Pâtisserie Chocolaterie, Robertson Walk. Short legs, in Salvatore Ferragamo's Varina (merely look-alike, haven't got the real ones from Florence :p).
Macarons, Caramel Latte and book
My all-time favourite - haven't been this loyal to flavours: Violet, Caramel Sel (Salty Caramel) and 77% Ganache (Dark Chocolate). Every bite gives you the ultimate indescribable pleasure.
Sipping latte. I think I found the way to overcome my allergic to coffee. The culprit that makes me sick is not the caffeine but sugar and instant creamer. A cup of long black / espresso is now my morning dosage of alcohol on my workdays.
Upon finishing 3/4 of my latte, I found something that made me smiled genuinely, or rather stupidly in the cafe alone: Stressed = Desserts :)
Colleague of mine told me that macarons from Hilton is good. This was the one. Had this while half-way vetting documents in my office.
Still like the one from Canelé. Die-hard fan.
I remember I once said I will melt if someone buys me a dozen of these angelic macarons. I was lying. Two years ago, he did that. Flew all the way just to get one dozen of Canelé macarons and brought back to me, hoping to surprise me when I opened the door and saw it. I was thrilled for 3 minutes, and being too realistic, I knew that even the best macarons flew from Paris will never be able to salvage the relationship that was fated to end. I left ever since then and never got back.
Life is rather maddening these days. I have to make crucial decisions in life again, just like gambling. You lose once the wrong decision is made. Nobody knows how, what and when, only yourself know best. It's dreadful when you don't get support from your loved ones. I know it's hard to support someone when you know you are losing him / her. It's all about give and take, you gain something, and you lose something else. I lost someone recently and if I were to go venturing further as I wish, the same damn thing is going to happen again and again. I guess karma comes back and round. Yes it does.
I officially declare macarons as my best comfort food. Especially the one from Canelé. Till I find something better, if that ever exists.
Liebe to all broken souls. Have a feast for a better day. Guten appetit...
xx
Canelé Pâtisserie Chocolaterie
11 Unity Street, Robertson Walk, #01-09 Singapore
Tel: + 656738 8145 begin_of_the_skype_highlighting + 656738 8145 end_of_the_skype_highlighting
