Never say I won't go the extra mile for my child. I went an extra two miles to the Riviera with a 40-minute time restriction to get a baguette for my never-accept-anything-else toddler and emerged victorious.
I must admit, the baguette here didn't have the chewiest crust, but the assortment of human head-sized pastries more than makes up for plain bread. I'm told the owner wakes up at midnight to bake, and the display cases are full of beautiful, flaky creations, both savory and sweet.
The Apple Cinnamon Puff Pastry is perfection, stacks of fresh apples upon a pond of marzipan.
The Caneles aren't as springy as others I've had, but the custard flavor is there.
The Chocolate Custard Brioche is one I had yet to see, an S-shaped indulgence streaming with custard, studded with chocolate chips.
But I think basics are best. The Chocolate Croissant is perfect, with so many chewy layers.
Pretty yet elegant, executed with flair and solid skill, yet still practical whether you're just looking for a sweet start to your day or need a goody box to butter up your colleagues.
Like it a lot, love it so much. It's not all perfect, but it has a personal touch that the bigger, more commercialized bakeries lost.
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