Among all the hype over macarons these past few years, I must say I’ve been a bit of a naysayer. I’d never really understood the big deal over what, to me, tends to be a sickly sweet confection lacking in the textural delight one might expect. Then I tried the macarons from La Voie Francaise and, boom! They’re pretty good. Here’s a photo of the berry one, basking in the April sun – blackberry? Boysenberry? I can’t quite remember, sorry. The chocolate ones are very fine, too. These macarons were not as saccharine as those in my past, and possessed a crust to crow about. So now I get it. A good macaron is something to swoon over.