COVER N. 601 - FRANCE
Postmark: Bureau Philatélique 69 Lyon Bellecour 23.06.2025
Posted on the 23rd June; Received on the 27th June 2025
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The camera travels from the door into the end of the room, turning to give and overall view of the room largely occupied with a couple of desks.
Slowly it zooms, in plongée mode, on to one of the desks, closing in on the man frantically eye-browsing through the printout of the exams and continuing to narrow the field of view until the lines that say Triglycerids and Glycemia fill the screen…
"UFFFFF... no problem there, all within normal range... "
The man smiles, exhales deeply and grabs the large kraft paper envelope which he takes to the nose, inhaling the sweet fragrance reminiscent of rose and raspberry that oozes out of the mostly red and white piece of paper glued onto the brownish envelope.
Pierre Hermé, it says on top of it...
a bed of rose petals and on it no less that 5 heart-shaped stamps ....
The man types "Pierre Hermé" on the Google window on his screen, then hits the "Pâttiseries Signatures" option.
There it is.... the pastry that fills all the stamps on the lovely miniature sheet....
Ladies and Gentlemen , I give you
The Ispahan:
Two disks of rose macaroon cookie, stuffed with rose petal cream, raspberries and letchis, topped with a few rose petals and raspberries for decoration...
The man salivates as he careful examines again the souvenir sheet....
He goes downstairs to the kitchen ...; the camera follows him.
From the cupboard he takes a large glass jar, half full of small white meringue sweets.
As if driven by the discomfort of an hidden but just resuscitated abstinence syndrome, he hurriedly unscrews the lid of the jar and sticks his hand as deep as possible into the mass of small sugar and egg-white sweets, grabbing one or two and taking it out again, reminiscent of those coin operated mechanical arms that lure kids at fair grounds and shopping malls into spending their weekly allowances in the vain hope of managing to grab another stuffed toy for the collection...
He puts the sweet into his mouth... he rolls his eyes as the sugar dissolves slowly against his tongue and oral cavity....
" it's not rose, nor is it raspberry, much less letchi... but it'll have to do....."
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