September 21st, 2014
We ate many, many, many, pastries during our 5 day stay, but there is one we are still talking about today. The last stop on the way to the trains was at a very unassuming bakery on our street where they make magical éclairs.
I knew we had found something special when I turned around to find Tenia after I lost her from my peripheral vision. She was barely sauntering forward; her feet continuing even though her brain and body was else where. She stood there with her mouth open, but only partly because she was smiling at the same time. Her eyes were huge as she continuously switched from looking at me to longingly gazing back down at the éclair in her hand. Her face was priceless. I wish I caught it on camera. It turns out what we thought was a caramel éclair was actually a coffee éclair, and it is one of the best things we both have ever eaten.
So that was our last stop in Paris. We bought four éclairs, and two croissants and very contently got on our train, back to Den Haag.
The bakery is a corner shop somewhere around the intersection of Rue Sedaine and Rue Popincourt near Voltaire metro…and that is the best I can tell you.