Meaning Of Every Color

Madeleines, amandines et autres galettes littéraires

almond tartlets.

Beat for frothy,

few eggs;

Incorporate their foam

A citron juice chosen;

Pour y

A good almond milk;

Put dough blank

In the flank

From tartlet pans ;

one finger nimble, apricots

sides;

pour drop by drop

Your foam these wells, then

That these wells

are oven and, Blondin,

Leaver troupelets gays,

These are

almond tartlets!

The baker (Cyrano de Bergerac by Edmond Rostand)

effect Madeleine

There were already many years, Combray, everything that was in the theater and the drama of my bed, there for me, when a winter day, as I came home, my mother saw that I was cold, offered me to take, against my usual, a little tea. I refused at first and I do not know why, changed my mind. She sent for one of those squat, plump cakes called madeleines Small that appear to have been molded in the fluted valve of a shell of Saint-Jacques. And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of tea in which I had soaked a piece of cake. But at the very moment when the sip mixed with the crumbs touched my palate I shuddered, aware of what was happening to me extraordinary. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, isolated, with no suggestion of its cause. He had at once the vicissitudes of life indifferent, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory, in the same way that operating love, filling me with a precious essence: or rather this essence was not in I think it was me. I ceased to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal.

(In Search ... Marcel Proust)