My younger sister went to France for a week to visit her boyfriend who has been living there. She brought me back a package of real French macarons... well, almost - she and her boyfriend ate most of them, and the remaining cookies got a little smashed as they rattled around in the box on the airplane ride home - but they were really delicious, and I am pleased to say that mine taste, look, and feel exactly the same. Our other sisters were upset, because she did not bring home gifts for them. She said all over France, everywhere they went, she would say, "Sarah would LOVE this! Sarah would LOVE this!" But she never found anything that our other sisters would like!
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