I know what you're thinking; "That blurry macaron in the foreground looks almost kinda normal! Well done!" Nice and smooth, frilly bottom, filled with chocolaty goodness. Don't be fooled. The reality is the developmentally-disabled, broken, battered thing that's in focus. Yes, that's right: even when it looks as if I've succeeded, I fail.
My oven is where macarons come to die.
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