Of course we could not pass up the chance to indulge a bit in Germany, sample what a different country has to offer. As expected, you don’t find many pain au chocolat or eclairs. Instead there is a lot of apple struedel, certainly not a bad thing and nice change. Still, I was in search of some high end treats and we found a few jems along the way.
Possibly one of the best chocolate shops I have been to. Yes, Paris is known for their chocolate but this store delivered their own brand as well as endless others. Even better, the back was a little cafe and I had the best cappuccino since arriving in Europe (and definitely the cheapest at a mere 2 euros) delivered in a vintage tea cup with a decadent dark chocolate almond. My favourite part was the fact that the now-chocolate shop was once a pharmacy and she kept most of the apothecary counters and cabinets, brilliant design and aesthetic.
Next was Barcellos Salon Sucre:
This photo leaves much to the imagination – had we been walking fast, we would have missed it. But inside was a mouth-watering pastry case and behind that a very comical French chef wearing jeans, button-up collared shirt, nerdy plastic framed glasses and a chef hat. He was ridiculous but yet very endearing and his pastries were nothing short of amazing. D opted for an orange mousse/chocolate ganache/vanilla sable concoction while AK and I shared a teeny but rich chocolate bundt cake. Both were divine.
The interesting thing about this patisserie is that directly beside the treats there is a hairdresser’s chair and sink. Yes, you can go in for your morning croissant and have the chef’s wife style your hair! Never in Canada would you find such a place, I’m quite certain it would be completely against health code. But hey, we are in Europe where people pick out their own fish heads from a tub at the market and roast chickens lay out on a market stand uncovered ALL DAY before someone buys them. I’m pretty sure no one cares that directly beside the kitchen, someone is getting a trim…
Though we didn’t hit up too many decadent outposts, those we found were well worth the journey.