Their cookbook together is a joy to behold
The drawings are amusing. The recipes not intimidating.
There are little secret tips from the Maitre chef himself in the corners as if he was whispering in your ear.
The drawings are comme d'habitude adorable.
There are authentic PH macaron recipes in the book for caramel and for olive oil macs plus l'Ispahan, la tarte à la rhubarbe, le cheese-cake, le sablé à la noisette.
Camille is Hermé's right hand man and top in-house patissiere. He creates whatever Pierre dreams up and sketches ready to taste in this divinely Zen dreamy kitchen/cuisine.
Pom, pomme, pommes - a Granny Smith combo of confit of apple, chopped fresh apple topped with a dollop of Granny Smith ice cream. Have your apples 3 delicious ways.
Pierre Hermé, Solidad, Camille pose for les bloggeues..
What does the world's top pastry chef do to blow off steam between creating babas et tartes? Voila.
This table is where future PH collections of infiniment caramel or citron are voted on. One would be inclined to conclude quite a lot of tasting goes on at this table.
Everyone is chatting and mingling while your spy grabs a few shots and fantasizes...
A perfect backdrop of serenity for the creative mind to work in. Why does my studio not look like this? Because I am a chaotic mess and have no interns to tidy up. All applicants will be considered carefully PBers.
In the stairwell heading out
Ispahan rose sculpture from the Rue Bonaparte shop window. Note above the reflection. Everything in PH HQ is visually stimulating in a quiet way.
For at least 8 years I have been looking closely at Pierre Hermé's pastries to paint them and eat them (to get to the full essence). I'm fascinated by their colors, textures and geometry.
I'd never tasted passion fruit till the Mogador macaron and now it's my favorite flavor - acidic, exotic when combined with milk chocolate. This is his invention.
Naturally I've wanted to meet M.Hermé. I've been introduced to him in crowded settings many times.
The book party was the first time we actually got to chat. He speaks perfect English by the way.
I admired the design of his kitchen.
"Yes"
Pierre asked if I'd like to see the garden. It was raining cats and dogs out but I said sure and we stepped out on the balcony.
"Oh is it by the guy who did the wall gardens at musée Branly?"