I used to think that I didn't like Macaroons. They looked hard and super sweet and so I turned my nose up without ever giving them a try. On a recent trip to Paris (my first ever) I made the adventure to try Macaroons. It seemed like the thing to do. I loved them. They were soft, moist, and a lovely balance of even flavor throughout the pastry.
After having Macaroons in France, I was sure nothing could compare. Not even the highly coveted Gaby et Jules. Again, I was wrong.
A six pack comes at a hefty price, but in my humble opinion these Macaroons are just as good as the ones I ate in Paris. You don't get a view of the Arc de Triomphe from the Squirrel Hill shop, but your tastebuds won't know the difference.