Macaron Tragedies

Sometimes bad stuff happens to good people... You go to La Maison du Chocolat for a lovely box of macarons.  You carry them carefully out of the store, making sure nothing touches them. You place them under your seat on the subway, so no one steps on them. You run off the train at your stop and forget to grab your bag of macarons! Quelle tragedie non? In Paris you know better than to think these macs will get home safely in this little cello bag. You insist on a boite/box bien sur svp.In New York, a ready pre-packed box is not a good idea. You always want to pick out your macarons fraiche. How long they've been sleeping in that box? An Older French Girl tells you excitedly there is a new "French" patisserie on 30 East 68th st., and she thinks they may have macarons! YIKES Naturally you dash over camera in hand.NO MACARONS!"We might have them in a few weeks," they say. While hanging your exhibit at James Beard House Friday, you shoot the other guy's paintings and forget to shoot your own. You do not forget to shoot the trays of lemon macarons waiting nearby for the evenings' dinner. A chef comes in and asks if he can 'borrow' your ruler.You ask,

"Are you the pastry chef?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
Only a pastry chef asks for a ruler. He lets you taste a macaron or two.
At the Beard Awards Monday night, there is not a single macaron to be seen. Pretty tragique if you ask me.

While browsing in Barnes & Nobles you start to hyperventilate. A NEW macaron cookbook? Not that you bake.

No such luck. Just plain old macaron-i. c'est la vie

You do go back to La Maison for another box of macarons.You're going to shoot them this week-end. All for researche . Have YOU had any macaron tragedies?
HAVE A HAPPY MOM'S DAY!