No doubt you’re all familiar with that classic children’s poem:
Father’s Day comes once a year
But when it comes early, via Fauchon of Paris,
It brings especially huge amounts of cheer!
And now I can reveal how meaningful that poem really is. Yesterday (Friday) just after noon, my wife and I had plunked ourselves down to a delicious lunch of Provençal-style shrimp on steamed rice, when there was a knock on our front door. It was a young delivery man, holding a distinctive black-and-white package, addressed to me. Ah — Fauchon of Paris!
It could only mean that I was getting a Father’s Day present a week or so early.
Right from the start, my wife Jan knew what the package must contain, because of its unusual shape: macarons. Naturally, she wondered if we should open it immediately. I preferred to concentrate first on lunch, and so I put the package out of my mind and up on the kitchen counter — temporarily. But the minute lunch was over, we opened the black-and-white cardboard outer package. To reveal this:
Yes, a torpedo-shaped Styrofoam container! And within that container was a box containing the macarons, just as Jan suspected, as well as a plastic tube containing a pink gel to keep the cookies cool. (I know it’s a lot of packaging, but the cargo is pretty precious.) Here is the pink Fauchon box, plus the tube of gel:
Now before I show off the cookies themselves, I’m going to make a couple of points.
First, you should already know how great Fauchon chocolate candies are, because I raved about them on February 25 in my post “Food fit for a birthday;” daughter Anne and son Mike had arranged for the candies to be delivered for my birthday this year.
Second, just to be clear, these macarons are not the coconut-laden commercially-made macaroons that North Americans know. These are delicate sandwich-style cookies made of ground almonds and egg whites, slightly crispy on the outside and a bit chewy inside, surrounding a delicious filling.
In this case, my Father’s Day gift was a selection called Les Crémeux: three pralines, three coffees, two caramels, and two chocolates. Like Fauchon chocolates, the macarons are perfect — and intensely flavoured. Here they are:
Along with the cookies was a card from daughter Anne (on behalf of her brother Mike as well, of course). And from Fauchon itself, these words: Nous vous souhaitons une excellente dégustation de ces produits choisis spécialement pour vous. (We wish you an excellent tasting of these products, chosen especially for you!) A notice said that the package had been shipped from Fauchon in Paris on Thursday the 7th, just the day before.
Now they are in our refrigerator — well, the ones that remain. I’m not so sure that there will be any left by the time la fête des pères rolls around, on Sunday, June 17.