Around the corner and up a busy boulevard is my neighborhood bakery. It isn’t the best bakery in the Quartier Beaubourg — that would be around the block in the other direction where people line up and order their lunches of fresh salads, quiches, and homemade sandwiches.
The bakery I go to has all of those things (except the salads), but the wait is much shorter, and the quality is just fine but nothing award winning (we’ll go to the fancy bakery for special occasions, such as in preparation for Christmas to get a really good crusty baguette and a decadent pistachio and chocolate bûche de noël cake).
All of which is to say that because I’m a creature of habit, and I hate waiting, I frequent the less charming bakery on a near daily basis.
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