While waiting for permission to enter The Order of Heavenly Meatballs, Sarni and I stumbled upon a macaron shop called bisous, ciao. (You know you're in for a special treat when a name has no capital letters.) At three dollars a pop (a pop being a tiny, tiny macaron), these buggers don't come cheap. They were pretty good, but we had the sinking feeling we were largely paying for the rent on the empty, unused space surrounding the few macarons (pretty much shown above).
"You're really going to enjoy me for about two seconds, and then you're going to feel like a sucker."
UPDATE: For some more scrumptious macaron action, proceed to the always delectable LovelyCozy - the girl knows a good macaron when she sees it!
Lower East Side. On Canon Powershot.
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