A lesson on gaining weight

It's probably about time I make a post dedicated to french desserts, especially considering how often I indulge myself (let's just say I put the cookie monster to shame). I am a firm believer that dessert is necessary at least once a day- I mean if I don't reward myself for eating veggies, who else will?
The greatest (in my humble opinion) patisserie in Bordeaux would be San Nicolas, which happens to be situated right near my walk to and from the tram. Probably not the best coincidence.
The lady I usually see there is wonderfully nice and never fails to honestly tell me which dessert she would pick that day and why (which is usually the dessert I end up getting).

  



The 48 is another patisserie/boulangerie/sandwich shop which happens to actually be right across the street from my house. It's a chain store and the prices aren't bad- but the flavor is nothing compared to that of San Nicolas. And besides, the women who work the counter always seem like they're counting down until the end of their shift. But as far as pastries go, if I'm really dying for a sweet thing The 48 works fine.

Now a major surprise comes in the form of a well known American fast food joint: McDonald's. Here they're actually pretty popular- and pretty decked out. I'm talking two to three stories with comfy chairs, nice decoration and free internet galore. And though I have yet to try any of the actual food, I did once go to the counter dedicated to desserts (oh France). I got a slice of flan, and I must say, it was really quite good. Please note, that is a real plate, not paper or foam or anything weird.

Finally, I think it's very important to talk about a little place called Fauchon. Why, you may wonder, is it so important to bring up Fauchon? Would it happen to be because their kitchen is located three houses down from yours and that every day you walk by the wonderful smells of baking goodies and get to peek inside and watch high class chefs moving about? Yes. Yes indeed.
After a few months of smelling the smells and wondering what expensive cake tastes like, I finally took the plunge and bought myself one of their beautiful treats. Cost me almost seven euros, but sometimes in life it's necessary.

It was really good- I'm not saying it wasn't... but it definitely wasn't the greatest thing I've ever tasted. I think that was what I was expecting, so my artwork cake was actually kind of a disappointment.

At least I will always have San Nicolas