I am sure that wherever you’re reading this now, there’ll be local debates as to where you can get the best [fish & chips/patatas bravas/ramen], but in France, it’s often over the best pastries and baguettes; so much so that there is an official annual competition for the best baguette in Paris. I’ll avoid announcing any strong views on such matters here, but I will say that the croissants from this little pâtisserie, Blé Sucré, make me weak at the knees.
Upon entering the bakery doors you are greeted by their cakes seductively glistening behind the glass casing, and an aroma in the air so delicious you can practically taste it. I don’t have a sweet tooth, but I have surprisingly managed to make my way through a good part of the selection of cakes here and would recommend their Mont Blanc, Tarte au Citron and even their Vollon, despite not usually liking chocolate desserts, to the dismay of my friends…
Their breads are reasonably priced and good too, but I wouldn’t say that they are outstanding.
So, on a Sunday morning I’ll make any excuse to go to the Square Trousseau, settle down into one of the colourful chairs lining the shop front with an espresso and sink my teeth into the supremely crispy mantle of the fluffy, buttery sweetness of the Blé Sucré croissant. Six years on, this is still my favourite croissant in town!