
So, I didn't just go to Berlin last month. I took a quick trip to Paris because...well, because it's Paris! And, when in Paris you shop. Yes, I dropped by some vintage shops and the occasional jewelry store, but my kind of shopping is pastry shopping.
Paris was happy to oblige.
First stop? I went to Rue Montorgueil to visit the oldest patisserie in Paris, Stohrer, which was founded in 1730. It's an oldie, but a goodie. Oh, and what goodies awaited.
And, frankly, I couldn't wait much longer than a few steps out of the shop before I had to break open my box...

...and indulge in heavenly bite of vanilla pastry cream in a Puits d'Amour...

I was deeply in amour.
And, now I needed to be shaken out of my reverie. Oui? Oui!
Onto The French Bastards! They are known for being eminently Instagrammable. Did I 'gram? Non! I saved my snapshot for le blog. And here it is...

...a truly divine Chocolate Pear Tart. Did they box it up for me though? Regrettably, I just got a bag. Now, I know why they are bastards!
One last pastry stop before I headed to the airport to catch my flight back to NYC. I took a morning stroll down Rue du Nil and hit the Terriors d'Avenir Boulangerie. The bread selection was stunning, but this is what called to me from behind the case...

...an utterly perfect Crousti-Flan that melted in my mouth and offered a crunchy, caramel-like base. This was addictive. I wanted to take a box of them home, but thought better of it.
But I'll be back. More unboxing will be necessary in 2025.