Last weekend, the macaron gods shined upon me and granted me some extra special delights. A friend {just back from a trip to Paris} brought me boxes of French macarons from the classic Ladurée as well as another much talked about, Pierre Hermé. Then, two days later, a dear friend visiting from LA bestowed a box of Paulette's colorful gems upon me. So I did what any normal macaron-loving human being would do and had a taste test. The final verdict…while all tasty, Pierre Hermé was the winner in my book. Though the direct-from-Paris versions were a bit damaged from travel, PH gets my vote for most creamy, rich, and delicious filling of the bunch.

{photo by Oh Joy of Paulette's sweet rainbow of colors}