My love story with...

macarons continues.

Bedmate got me three macarons from Hong Kong. I had chocolate, raspberry and vanilla. And yes, it’s funny but sweet of how she remembers things sometimes.

The macarons are so tiny like the size of my two thumbs and very fragile too! They are pretty looking though.

Now I’m a happy kid.

Do I still love them as I do before? Maybe.


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