Croissant Competition: Part Eighteen
This could actually be the best croissant I've ever eaten!
The perfect diamond shape, it was a darker colour than the majority and it smelt strongly of caramel.
"Oh be careful - it will be very hot. It's only just out of the oven," said the boulanger. And she wasn't wrong! There was a small waft of steam that came out as I tore the croissant open.
It was crisp on the outside but silky soft on the inside. Believe it or not, silky soft isnt even an exaggeration, it was so buttery, it tore apart just like picking up a silk scarf. Yet, at the same time, it wasn't tooooo buttery either - it left just the right amount of butter on my fingers, not like Number 3
Even though from the photo above, the croissant looks practically hollow, what there was of it was chewy enough for me not to feel hard done by. This would may have been different had the croissant spent even just five minutes on the counter before I walked in and given it the chance to solidify. Then in terms of taste, there was a sweetness to it that most other croissants dont have - probably linked to the caramel-li-ness that I smelt when it was first handed to me.
This is honestly a god amongst mortals and mind my words: the next time I'm looking for a flat in Paris, I want to live just above le Blé Sucré and I'm fully prepared to camp outside until they give in. Alternatively, if I think of Number 16
, maybe I need to find a boyfriend who calls this his local!
It is, without a doubt, one of the strongest contenders for the title of Best Croissant in Paris: Le Blé Sucré.
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