Yesterday, I featured a portrait of a baker I shot in Montmartre. Today, we get to see his handiwork.
My wife and I randomly walked into this neighborhood bakery, seduced by its colorful and classic-looking facade. The shop was small but packed with several customers who looked distinctly non-touristy. We managed to order a demi-baguette, half the size of a regular baguette, by gesturing and using the scant French we knew. It was perfect for a late-morning snack.
While it was smaller and less fancy than our first French Bakery, I liked this one better. It was hard to compare directly since we ordered something different. But the baguette was perfect and unbelievably tasty.
My wife never understood why I complained about the bread in Austin. For all the great things about my city, and I love living here, the breads are subpar. An upscale gourmet supermarket called Central Market, for example, features a vast assortment of different breads. They all look different but taste pretty much the same.
After eating the demi-baguette from this Montmartre bakery, my wife now understands what good bread is.
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