The genius and quality of the breads, the rustic simplicity of the presentation, and the intensity and seriousness of the bakers makes me imagine they gave up everything to follow their passion for bread and whole grains - and now they only live to make this bread every day.
A lot of the bakeries I've seen in Paris are beautiful showplaces - all dressed up in brass and glass - and heaped with pretty breads and pastries. This place was striking for it's simplicity. Just rustic wooden tables and counter stacked with gorgeous whole grain breads (many encrusted with sesame seeds, sunflower seeds) and pastries.
I fell in love with the salami sandwich on sesame baguette. My husband went bonkers for some kind of sweet roll full of raisins. We stayed at Le Fabe down the street and ate here every chance we got.
When I miss Paris, I'm usually thinking of this place.
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