No longer will author Marcel Proust be the first thing I remember when I think of a madeleine. Instead I will remember this:
Blistering hot summer of March 2010, early morning spinning class with my hung-over instructor just complete, a gift – 4 perfect powdered madeleines in a miniature cake box – given to me by a friend. Driving along the beach front to my instructor’s home for a quick shower, getting there, opening the box, looking out onto the perfect ocean, between my lips, an ecstacy of lemony cake bliss….my first madeleine, the summer of 2010, life is good.
see Sammy’s blog on the said madeleines at http://www.drizzleanddip.com
Proust, whose famous words on how he was transported back in time upon eating a madeleine with some tea, added this in his book on memory:
“But, when nothing subsists of an old past, after the death of people, after the destruction of things, alone, frailer but more enduring, more immaterial, more persistent, more faithful, smell and taste still remain for a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, upon the ruins of all the rest, bearing without giving way, on their almost impalpable droplet, the immense edifice of memory.”
This is what wikipedia says of Proust’s work:
In Search of Lost Time or Remembrance of Things Past is a semi-autobiographical novel in seven volumes by Marcel Proust. His most prominent work, it is popularly known for its extended length and the notion of involuntary memory, the most famous example being the “episode of the madeleine“. The novel is still widely referred to in English as Remembrance of Things Past, but the title In Search of Lost Time, a more accurate rendering of the French, has gained in usage since D.J. Enright‘s 1992 revision of the earlier translation by C.K. Scott Moncrieff and Terence Kilmartin.