Adventures Ahead
Wild for coffee-filled panda macarons
Indoors, the landscape never shifts—same unread books, same unbrushed dog, same unraveling sweater. To break away, we dive deep into the handheld screen, the desktop screen, and the flat screen. They offer endless escape, generally by way of hippos.
While we sprawl on the couch with the dog, the devices fetch carryout, order groceries, and cue up the odd octopus movie. In exchange, our feeds will taunt us with stunning shoes and pricey shampoos and renovated farmsteads that seem to suit us—perfectly. Those electrons know us inside and out.
Yet for reasons beyond my grasp of algorithms, both my husband and I are stalked by hippos. Particularly Fiona, the portly water ballerina of Instagram fame. We are also tracked by baby elephants, the occasional octopus, and pandas.
Should you spend most of your hours staring across the veldt, into the bamboo, or under the Atlantic, you will eventually need to come up for air. You may even migrate to the kitchen to pipe a sheet of panda macarons.
Bake, fill, and, following pastry protocol, seal into an airtight container. After the prescribed downtime, release the cookies—and the cook—into the wild.
