I won’t hear a bad word said against Mrs Crimble. Her macaroons are delectable.
But look; I was as suspicious as the next baked goods consumer at the advent of the Mrs Crimble’s cranberry macaroon. My guard immediately fell to pieces on mouth entry. It’s arguably an improvement on the coconut model; an innovation hitherto thought impossible.
Much gluten-free food is overpriced, pointless, weird-textured twaddle peddled by cynics at those who are fearful of their bodies, their minds, and life. But Mrs Crimble applies herself with love and attention to detail that must be recognised in the top echelons of media that Average Food Blog surely embodies.
Sure, there are lesser vehicles in her garage: the bakewell slices are strong performers if not quite reaching peak Crimble, and the flapjacks are derivative of every pre-packaged flapjack in Christendom: decidedly mediocre. But she has not lost my trust while she continues to roll her macaroons off the production line.
If Mrs Crimble got herself into a war, I’d be on the front line with her, battling gamely against the amorphous armies of gluten with a joyous mastication of macaroon in my gob.
MRS CRIMBLE’S COCONUT MACAROONS: 9/10
MRS CRIMBLE’S CRANBERRY MACAROONS: 9.5/10