So, one thing about the IRS...not very funny people. Things were getting just a bit hectic last night so it was time to bring in reinforcements...finely scented air and dairy. I am a candle addict. I have undoubtedly tried everything that I can set on fire, with little or no consideration of cost, composition or burn time. After years of experimentation and searching for rare and exclusive brands or something better than the last, I learned to always have an emergency Diptyque on hand because they never disappoint. It's almost like always having a bottle of Veuve Cliquot around just in case you have to celebrate something incredible at a moment's notice. Has that ever happened to me? I don't think so. But it doesn't mean that I shouldn't be prepared. That is the nature of an emergency after all...you don't know when it's going to happen. After the calming mood was set with the soft flicker of candlelight and tuberose wafting through the air, I would like to tell you that I savored a bowl of Whiskey & Pecans ice cream, but in reality I just inhaled it. As my photo evidence shows, there was also a macaron involved, but the poor thing didn't stand a chance.
Candle: Diptyque Tubereuse Ice Cream: Jeni's Whiskey & Pecans Macaron: Paul