I had planned on waxing poetic on my new obsession with macarons. That is of course, until I caught the mother of all colds. If I could keep my eyes open long enough, I'd tell you all about these little French Dreams and where best to buy them in NYC. But, since I can't breathe through my nose and I've been praying for bed since I woke up this morning, that post will have to wait until tomorrow.
Good Night.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........
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