Admittedly, it took me until about two weeks ago to wander in. The perfect Autumn day gave me over to feelings of nostalgia for Paris and the devout wish that I could wander into a tiny pâtisserie, pick up a croissant, and wander over to le Jardin des Tuileriess . Low and behold, Café M happened to be on my way to work, upon the discovery of which, I gleefully ducked in for a spinach and ricotta turnover and a fantastic café mocha (I swear, they put real melted chocolate in it).
Friday morning mocha |
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