I want to share a quick variation of my French macarons. My parents are visiting for a long weekend, so we’re out gallivanting around doing things that Texans love to do when they come to California: wine tasting, harvesting food from the garden, marveling at the sight of water in rivers, enjoying the fact that when you look east and west you can see hills (we call them mountains) in the distance, and ordering vegetable-centric meals served in small portions at restaurants. Don’t worry, we’ll be back to our old Texan ways soon: drinking frozen margaritas (they were invented in Dallas, ya know!), tending our cactus gardens, enjoying the Texas sky that’s bigger than anywhere else on earth (if only because the surrounding land is so flat), and eating meat at all 3 meals a day. Ok, I’m exaggerating a bit here, but my point is: Texans enjoy a California vacation just as much as Californians enjoy a Texas vacation. I’ll be back soon with new small desserts and family stories to share. Until then, think of us in wine country wearing cowboy boots and sneaking bites of these cookies between sips of wine.
