The Candy That Leaves Yummy Memories

why does the word yummy always make me cringe?
well today is all about restraint. you know who you are.

today is also about
- Vanilla Coconut Macaroons and drinking red wine with a nectarine in it for dinner.

Apparently i am "finding" myself, getting my head on straight, appreciating all i'm worth...or some bullshit. mostly i'm just bored and drinking alot. and i cannot and reFUSE to stop reading jezebel.
Last night I went to Marbletown to visit the new kitten (Bobby Flay the Cat) and made muffins for the family to eat this morning. I left the country side at 5:30 am, to get to work on Park Avenue at 7:59 (!).
Tonight i made a batch of Macaroons (a first!) and bought the cheapest wine i could find.
The Macaroons went as followed:

I had in my mind, for the past 3 days, the idea that i was making meringues. It wasn't until i realized that the pastry bag was unnecessarily, the oven was on too high of a temperature and i actually READ the fucking recipe did i realize what i was making. Fortunately I have a pretty open minded palate, and I could eat/bake anything. So i proceeded. It was super easy!
if you followed the link you know the measurements, but this is all that went down in my tiny Astoria kitchen.
Coconut!
Sugarsugarsugar!
(quick break to slice up a nectarine and drop the bits in my glass o wine)
vanilla
Egg whites!
half a pinch of a pinch of salt.

you know the drill, form into sugar clumps, plop down on parchment paper....and mop the floor while you wait. (oh wait. that's what i did, certainly not a requirement for delicious macaroons)

Well, i just had the finished product (as did my roommate, due to my irrational fear of odd numbers)...and the verdict is...
REALLY. REALLY. SWEET.

good with a cup of coffee and a reason to punch a wall.

i am making them for a family party tomorrow, and i am considering writing a post it note disclaimer on the amount of sugar and the very real worry of never blinking again.

but overall, i give this recipe a 78%.
perhaps my lack of effort effected the grade in some way. Not about Macaroons, I have been thinking about the recipe and carrying them in my purse for 4 days now.
I made up a word. i hope that it is self explanatory, because i can't pin it down. I just feel so "blarrghy" Not awful, not wunderbar....just blarrrgh. Hence my lackluster approach to my latest concotion.
I will now pack them away in a pretty box with pink ribbons and 6 foot hearts.

peace, love, and iggy pop,
michelle W.