I am 41 years old. I have traveled all over the US and the world. I would consider myself a foodie, I have tried many types of foods. I can remember being in the Virgin Islands at a buffet and filling my plate and not even asking what things were. My father, a strictly meat and potato Irish man, asked about each dish. After I had eaten half my plate, my Dad said “Tara, did that taste good? Do you know what it is?” I said “It tasted fine, it is chicken” and my dad said “Sort of, it is bird” So I asked “what do you mean bird?” and he pointed to a pigeon not far from where we were sitting. He said the woman who was filling the buffet told him it was bird, and when he asked the same question as me she said “No, it is bird” and pointed to the same pigeon he was now pointing to.
Until a few days ago I could say, I have eaten Pigeon but not macarons. For some reason I had never tried a macaron, and I didn’t know what I was missing.
A man I do business with brought me a box filled with assorted macaroons. He gave them to me as a gift for my girls. It was just their birthdays (3rd and First birthday) so he brought in a “Rainbow of Macrons”.
I brought them home and gave one to Maxine (my 1 year old) She smooshed it into her mouth, dropping half on the floor. I picked it up and popped it in my mouth. So my first macaroon was a floor macaroon.
It was nothing like what I expected. I always passed on getting macarons because I figured they would be a nilla wafer consistency with frosting in the middle. I like nilla wafers, I always ate them at my grandmothers house. (That house always had nilla wafers, jelly beans, and assorted licorice….aka old people deserts)
Im not a picky eater, I will try almost anything. (I actually think the only thing I won’t try is dog) If I saw them in a bakery I would pick something else, because I had prejudged them.
So it took a free box of macarons to get me to try them. Forty One years, and now I know what I was missing. I wonder what else I might have prejudged and what I missed out on. I can tell you a half eaten macaron from the floor is better than buffet pigeon any day of the week 🙂
Update: I was just told that Macarons were gay oreos, so now I am into them even more!!