Honey Peach Meringue

The morning air in St. Tropez has a significant scent, because it smells crisp and oceanic. The narrow cobblestone streets wind between pastel buildings and polished storefronts where the glass reflects the early light from the harbor. As you step inside the boulangerie, the chimes at the door rings softly.

In an instant, you can smell the warm butter, caramelized sugar, and honey. There are fresh croissants with flaky layers that would melt in your mouth, and bounce back up as you bite into them. You see glossy éclairs sitting on a cooling tray, and towers of pastel macarons lined up behind the glass. Above it all, one thing stands out, the sweet scent of Honey Peach Meringue pie fresh from the oven.

The baker puts the meringue pies on a cooling rack. The pies are lightly toasted, yet, still remain fluffy. You ordered one for yourself, sat down, and carved out a slice. The outer crisp of the cream gives way to a soft cloud like texture. Your teeth sank through the delicate crust into a center that is light as air. The melted floral honey perfectly blended with peach, is what made this meringue one of the best you’ve ever had.

Around you, the faint fragrance of espresso mingles with the whispers of waves beyond the window. For a brief moment, everything tastes of summer and serenity.