Before I arrived in Taipei, Dodo had already scouted a breakfast spot near our hotel. She described it as a "thick toast spot" and I knew exactly what she meant. Maroco makes their own bread, slices it thicker than your head, toasts it and loads it with butter. They do much more - feast your eyes on the tarts. Though our Taipei trip wasn't a long one and repeating visits to a single place makes little sense, we came to Maroco many times - because of the toast.
It's a small bakery with seats for about ten. Just inside the front door you're bombarded by freshly-baked choices.
I really wish I had this place right around the corner from my Paris apartment, so much better breakfast than a rock-hard tartine.No. 45, RuìĀn St, Da-an District