It’s been one of those weeks. Fortunately, one of the necessary academic chores involved visiting the city. One of my students had told me about La Belle Miette, a source for delicate and perfectly scrumptious macarons. So that night, I curled up with a tricolour assortment, a new mug I’d picked up on my rambles, and my Amy Pond scarf. The theme of the night isn’t really hard to pick, is it?
I think the Scot might also like macarons. I’m not sure they’re good for his training for the Million Paws Walk though.