Oh My Gawd!

For the love of God! Holy mackerel! Jesus Christ! Why all of the ecclesiastical expletives? Other than wanting to irritate my Jesus freak parents by “taking the Lord’s name in vain,” there is just no other way to describe what I discovered last week. Don’t you love when the food world and design world collide? I do, and that is exactly what happened when I discovered Aux Merveilleux de Fred.

We were driving through the 5^th arrondissement on our way out of Paris for the weekend, and I started screaming, “Stop the car! Stop the car!” I spied out of my keen little eye, a little “boîte à bijoux” offering the most scrumptious meringue delicacies called merveilleux… Macaroons can suck it from here on out. Meringue is the new black.

Let’s start with the decor. Black, gold, ivory, marble, illustrated walls and Venetian chandeliers. Look look look…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, now let’s talk meringue. Truth be told, I’m not a huge meringue lover, but roll that meringue in whipped cream and chocolate shavings and I’m all in. These little morsels of heaven absolutely melt in your mouth and explode in your mouth at the same time. Delicate, fluffy, moist, flavorful, petite, creamy… Addictive. I ate every one of them in about eight seconds and nearly the box that they came in and did not share with my caregiver who was sitting right next to me, feeding them to me. Can you say “greedy fat b*tch ?” Look look look…

 

 

 

The Merveilleux : Meringue, chocolate whipped cream coated with dark chocolate shavings

The Incroyable : Meringue, Speculoos biscuit whipped cream coated with white chocolate shavings

The Impensable : Meringue, coffee-flavored whipped cream coated with crystallized coffee meringue

The Excentrique : Meringue, cherry-flavored whipped cream coated with crystallized cherry meringue

The Magnifique : Meringue, praline-flavored whipped cream coated with almond chips and caramelized hazelnuts

The Sans-Culotte : Meringue, caramel-flavored whipped cream coated with crystallized meringue

See! Don’t you just want to die! So, I think everyone needs to call Air France and book a flight to Paris ASAP. You can stay at my apartment. Wait wait wait, not so fast, unfortunately you are going to have to hold on until September. Why? Because they are closed all of August! Who does that? Oh, I remember, the French. Oh well, c’est la vie. It’s worth the wait.

 

 

A toute!