Day 8
Theme: flavor
Today’s form: elegy
Today’s device: enumeratio
Imagine a sweetness, a smoothness, a softness,
Imagine something as light as a cloud,
As the full moon, white and round
Imagine something creamy, crunchy, deliciously crispy
Imagine a pastry
Making you profoundly happy,
Releasing a real bliss
And simply called the « Délice »
Part of all family parties
Highlights of birthdays, weddings even under the Christmas trees
A souvenir of butter cream
Bits of hazelnuts, layers of nougatine,
A meringue pearly, fluffy
A touch of caramel,
A drop of vanilla…so tasty…
The recipe was secretly kept
No body today to break the secret !
« Comme un parfum d’enfance… »*
Just a bliss…le « Délice »…
* like the fragrance of childhood
Picture from the instagram account of the Patisserie des Rêves – Paris
vivre en poete 
I can imagine – your imagery is wonderful!
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Many thanks Kathy 🙂
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Oui pour vanillle, il est change tout le reste.[pardon my rusty attempt at French of the little I remember] I have friends who are crazy for cheese cake and I never understood why but your eatable description sheds some light on the matter. Yes, I can imagine :).
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Thanks for the attempt in French ! C’est très bien 🙂 and happy for the light it may have turn on ! Ha ve a nice day 🙂
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Wonderful! I could smell the Delice! 🙂
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I am so glad ! That was really heaven on earth !
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delicious helping of memories
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