So I had some friends come and visit, one of which lives close to my parents so I decided to score some brownie points by sending something home with her to them from Paris. Initially that something was to be Laduree macrons (since my friend was there buying them anyways) but she forgot so I requested the bf buy some madeleines from the local grocery store. He forgot and by the time I got home from work the shops were all closed.
All this is to pre-face why it was I requested my friend to pick up something from the airport to bring back to my family in the States. She did and soon after I received news from my sister that my nieces loved the cookies and my mom loved the... wait for it... box.
Yes, pleasing my mom is like pleasing a child. You spend time and energy to get them a nice present and what they end up loving and playing with is the box. But what did I expect from the woman who went to the Sistine Chapel, ignored it, and then proclaimed pictures of the Sistine Chapel found in a calendar in the giftshop "magnificent"?
But it didn't matter as she loved something she thought had come from me and I felt this secured my role as a good daughter/sister/aunt.
Yesterday I phoned my mother to wish her a happy birthday. I casually asked if she received the box of cookies I sent back (knowing full well she did) and if she liked it (knowing again full well she did). Lavishing in my role as a good daughter, I asked if she wanted me to bring her back anything from Paris when I come back to the States in June.
"How about more boxes of cookies?" she said continuing on about how the lid is attached to the box and it's just so practical!
No problem I said as I begin plotting how to get a hold of something my family thinks I picked out for them when in reality I have never laid eyes on. Hmmmm.
Today I gchatted the friend that picked out the box and probe her for information. Did she have the the receipt, anything that could help me? The best she could do was this:
"It's a tin box of butter cookies from the airport. It's vintage looking with the Eiffel tower in the background"
Right. Tin box with Eiffel tower on it at the Paris airport, that narrows it down. Feeling my despair she added:
"I think there was a little girl in front too."
Ok. So now all I have to do is find butter cookies in a tin box with a lid that is attached that definitely has the Eiffel tower in the background and may or may not have a girl in front all of which look "vintage".
No problem.
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