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At Miette, owner Meg Ray (featured in our Best of the City 2011: Eat+Drink) creates variations of pastry cream and fresh fruit tarts, beginning with blueberries, in season at the start of summer. Recipe printed with permission from Miette by Meg Ray and Leslie Jonath (Chronicle Books, in stores July 2011).
For all you last minute shoppers out there, we've got your back. We pulled together a bundle of hip mom-essentials from seven fantastic local boutiques, to mix, match and make her smile.
I may be a little late on this one, but couldn't resist sharing these lovely cookies from Miette. The bakery/candy store is practically perfect in every way, from their craveable cakes to their downright deliciously designed shop. And while it's always been apparent that the candy-colored decor was influenced by the goods sold within, perhaps it was only a matter of time before the interior design swayed the look of the sweets. Read more...
Yesterday, Eater announced the happy news that the Miette Confiserie on Octavia street—the space that looks like a tween girl's dream, all candy, ribbons and gumdrop trees—will in fact NOT be closing, as was previously reported. We had a chance to catch up with Meg Ray, Miette's founder, shortly before the holidays, and while she hinted at that time that the Hayes Valley space might be spared, since the details hadn't been finalized she was (understandably) nervous about announcing it as fact.
Jessica and I finished up our holiday-cookie–tasting extravaganza weeks ago, but the fruits of our labor can now be viewed right here. Tasting over 100 cookies from SF’s best bakeries sounds fun until you’re on your fifth really mediocre Mexican wedding cookie, feeling vaguely strung out on sugar (not to mention the suspicious dusting of powder on your nose).