Ahhh, Paris. Of all the things I miss since returning on Tuesday–walking along the Seine, a snow covered Jardin du Luxembourg, and life in the 6th arrondissement–the thing I’ve missed most this week is the food. As mentioned, I’m not really a sweets girl… but in Paris, that all changes. I could live on Nutella crepes and macarons and pain au chocolat, it’s true. And now, after my self-imposed taste test, I can happily announce that I could live specifically on Pierre Hermé macarons. Let’s discuss. On our first trip to Paris, we fell in love with Pierre Hermé. Right…