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On Saturday, we braved the Amelie obsessed tourists on Rue de Abbesses in Montmartre to visit Coquelicot--a sweet little bakery recommended by Clotilde Dusoulier of Chocolate and Zucchini. I adore Clotilde's blog and books, and her Paris picks never let me down. She raved about the baguettes at Coquelicot, and her blessing coupled with a glimpse of their charming website, was all we needed to pen a visit into our schedule. The first thing we noticed was that we were not the only ones with hot, crusty Coquelicot baguettes on the brain. The line exemplified human impatience, and was so long it spilled into the street and around the corner. Drats! But a few moments of observation revealed that the second door was for those interested in dining in, and that would be us. We approached the hostess expecting to be turned away due to a lack of tables or our unobscured camera (rookie mistake), but she smiled and pointed to a teeny table a few feet away. Score! It was a challenge to focus on the menu with so many delicious things whizzing by us at warp speed. Was that brioche steaming? Did that guy really just tuck 12 baguettes under his arm? Holy crap ... look at the size of those latte bowls! The latte bowls were the star of our pre-breakfast conversation. So big you could barely wrap your hands around them, and so full of delicious cafe au lait that even the most sleep deprived, jet lagged, coffee addict would emerge from the experience wide-eyed and wired. Lucky for the latte bowls, their moment in the limelight lasted for a full five minutes before the baguettes, brioche and accoutrements in the form of homemade jam and honey stole the spotlight. Our trays overflowed with fresh, perfect bread (thanks, Clotilde!), three flavors of homemade jam--cassis, raspberry and peach--and honey from Provence. I'm always torn between sweet and savory bread, so I enjoyed the first few bites of the baguette with salted butter. But after just one taste of the Cassis jam, I sided with the sweet team for the remainder of the meal. The bread wasn't the only treat at Coquelicot. Evan and I treated anyone who watched us to a hilarious scene of two bread and coffee junkies getting the best fix of their lives. Coquelicot 24 Rue des Abbesses Paris 18e 01 46 06 18 77 PS. Check out the cute bathroom door.


Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by katieleigh

YUM. That looks completely fantastic.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by Sam

sounds like a coffee lovers heaven…

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by Jade

I am Drooling on my keyboard! Yumyumyum. ;)

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by trish

LBP- so happy for you and your man; enjoy as many sweets, breads and lattes as you can consume:) & not to worry- french women don't get fat! living and tasting france through your eyes.
soak up the vivre and keep snapping fab pics.
til your next post- enjoy!!
ox t

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by ALFIE

when i die…i pray this little place is my heaven!
sounds pretty much perfect!
love the pics!

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by paris style

Last September I stayed at a flat right across the street from this gem! Oh the memories! Enjoy your time in Paris.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by nichole

Estelle – I've had this experience many times. I once read a wonderful account of a cafe in Italy while I drank bitter starbucks and ate slightly cold oatmeal from Au Bon Pain. Ick.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by Estelle

This post is sort of cruel. I'm feeling even more sad with my lowfat yogurt and office coffee.

Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by 315thomas

YUM! wish we would have gone to this place… it sounds amazing! and those latte bowls are adorable.

also, the title of this post reminded me of one of my favorite paris things… if you're hanging around in the 6th, you have to stop by gerard mulot for some macarons – the fraise coquelicot was my fav!


Jul 19, 2014 • Posted by DesBisoux

i don't miss France very often, but i do every week when i buy bread at the supermarket…
une baguette chaude et croustillante…that's what i miss…

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