Once I moved to Paris, I was desperately looking for a neighborhood coffee shop, the one where they remember your name and how you like your coffee on a Saturday morning. It took me a while, but eventually I found Un Grain Décalé (‘a quirky grain’) a stone’s throw from the Luxembourg Gardens. One gray damp day, I walked in and was greeted by Laure, one of the owners. Her hospitality and warmth (as well as warm homemade soup I was offered) made me stay till they were closing. I was completely hooked after I tasted the coffee she made for me while sharing a little story behind the beans.
Then I met Ivan, her business partner from Peru. Together, they are barista coaches and judges of barista championships, with years of experience in the business of coffee, including purchase and roasting.
That’s how this quiet coffee corner became my most favorite place on the Left Bank. It’s the place where I practice Spanish, taste different coffee from all the parts of the world, and enjoy the serenity of a hideout.
It is also possible to enjoy a variety of fresh cakes there — get some advice on coffee and the necessary grind to take away home.