You may have guessed how I feel about macarons from the title of this post. (And how about that alliteration!) I sometimes think I am the only woman in the world not to have jumped on the macaron bandwagon. When I saw this eye-catching arrangement in the Royal Arcade in Melbourne, I thought that perhaps it was time to try again. So I bought a pistachio-flavoured one. Nope, still nothing but a sickly circle of sugar, half of which ended up in a rubbish bin.