This is another recipe along the lines of the whoopie pies from last week – jumping on the bandwagon, so to speak, and I’m looking straight at Adriano Zumbo to blame here – although there’s a slight difference in this case as I have eaten many macarons in my time and none of them, none of them, looked like the above monstrosity.
They tasted nice, and in the Masterchef-y, consolatory way I suppose that helped, but only so much.
The cream? Well, for the sake of getting a shot, and because it refused to whip for some reason, I panicked and thickened it with cornflour.
*hangs head*
DIGNITY? WHAT DIGNITY?
This is week thirty-one of the 1 recipe a week for a year ‘living list’ challenge. (31/52).
