I love classic, ornate Parisian patisseries. They transport you back a hundred years with their dark wood, low lighting and painted tile ceilings. Le Moulin de la Vierge is a particularly good example - if you catch just an eye-sliver of it from the street you're bound to come in for a peek. I noticed it while walking down rue St-Dominique on my way to Jean Millet.
It was a drizzly, nasty day outside but when I stepped inside the clouds parted to reveal an azure sky.
I walked from front to back to front again absorbed in the beautiful surroundings. The patisseries were a secondary attraction - my mood was already lifted. This is mainly a take-out affair, there are just two small tables up front if you want to eat on-site and drink coffee.
I walked from front to back to front again absorbed in the beautiful surroundings. The patisseries were a secondary attraction - my mood was already lifted. This is mainly a take-out affair, there are just two small tables up front if you want to eat on-site and drink coffee.
I got a Tartelette aux Pommes to go and ate it at home later in the afternoon. I can't say it was the best I've had - rather pedestrian, actually. However, it didn't detract from the enjoyment of the visit.
(and three other locations)
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