This is me doing a little Charleston because it's my day off. So in the absence of work I have all day and night to do whatever i wish (like charleston!). So with that time I've decided to bake Madeleines.
"...squat, plump little cakes which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted valve of a scallop shell" -Remembrance of Things Past, Proust.
These cakes had the potency to spark involuntary memory in Marcel Proust's mind and mouth. I first tasted them at Cumulus Inc (having never been to or anywhere near France *sigh*). The first bite i took into the modest looking, petite morsel was unforgettable. Warm, moist, delectable, simple and amazing. I am sure my attempt will not measure up to that experience. But you can't blame me for trying. Here goes!
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