My Dad spends a ton of time outside of Canada, in fact he travels more than some travel bloggers I know.
He said that he tried to bring me back a box of pastries and macarons from Paris but there was a huge lineup at the Patisserie, so by the time he got to the cashier he forgot how to ask for what he wanted in french.
He ended up getting only a baguette that he ate on the way to the airport.
However at the airport he picked me up a giant chocolate bar.