Pierre Hermé, Tokyo

I blogged my way through Korea but never got to the Japan part of the trip! Shall pick up the slack and kickstart the Japan portion, and what better way than with the pastries of Pierre Hermé? Yuuummmmmm.

Loving his cutesy yellow boxes with googly eyes!

Wandering around Omotesando and Harajuku, we aimlessly headed towards Aoyama crossing our fingers and toes, hoping that we’ll have to best of luck to stumble upon the Pierre Hermé cafe…

Passionfruit Macarons

Thanks for the well-wishes guys, I’m feeling much better! Now back to something more appetizing!

Sick to the Stomach

Literally.

On Friday, I had a day of fun with my cutie pies niece and nephew at Disneyland. After saying goodbye to them and boarding the train at Disneyland Resort Station in the evening, I immediately felt something was wrong.

Sudden onset of exhaustion. (Had too much fun?). Breathlessness. (Over-excitement from the rides?). Gurgling stomach. (Ate too much for dinner?). The train was unfortunately packed and I couldn’t find a seat. I was almost desperate to tap a guy on the shoulders and ask if I could take his seat because I felt so tired.

Thankfully I managed to find one when I changed train lines. I started feeling dizzy (Was it the Flying Dumbo ride?) and felt like I was gonna throw up (Possibly “The Slinky”?). I had post-dinner plans so I thought I could head home for a short rest before coming out again.

McDelivery… did not deliver…

… on its promise.

Super duper craving for Maccas, which really doesn’t happen too often. Even less so for me to venture out to buy it. And have never been so desperate as to order via McDelivery!

Until tonight.

Oh, but how you disappointed me Ronald.

Mesmerizing Macarons

Quite possibly the prettiest ones I’ve made so far.