Recently I leaned down to pick up a piece of paper off the floor..
Choosing what to eat in any Parisian pâtisserie is never easy.
I regret now that I didn't make a pig of myself. It's much easier when your taking things away, pretending you're buying for others even when you're not.
And "I would never do this at home" blablabla. No one is fooled.
Certainly not the vendeuse, who is only too happy to let you pig out all you want.You see Japanese tetsubin tea pots all over Paris, but no where more appropriately than at Sadaharu Aoki.
When you sit down in a place like Sadaharu you make a great pretense of being reserved and restrained. I wish I had gotten all the lovely things La Tartine Gourmande tasted...
At last my thé verte and chocolate Opera cake arrived! This teapot is not so easy to paint BTW... that's why I covered up the unhappy results with more Opera cake above. I'll be off to Paris in about 19 days, 7 minutes, 16 seconds and I promise to bring back more dessert pictures and less decor. What was I thinking...