Google translate - you fail me, I'm sure there's a more streetwise translation for Blé Sucré. Not to worry fiends, the photo of their coffee eclair translates primally. My cavities hurt when I gazed at it but I didn't care, I had to have it. You know what I'm talking bout. I'm addicted!
Step in, step up. Have your money out and ready. What you need? What you need?
A croissant? Here you go - swollen up with butter but still flaky like you like it...... Good, right?Told ya. You ok? Hey - you alright? Your eyes are rolling back in your head.
More? Nah, you had enough for now.
Go sleep it off outside in one of those chairs or the park across the street.
7, rue Antoine Vollon