Liberté, Egalité, Crème Brûlée
While I was explaining to my housemate about this croissant competition last night, she jumped in and said that I must try this place near Odéon.
She gave me the name of it and went on to explain that an ex-boyfriend of hers used to live on the rue Monsieur le Prince and she would often find herself getting a croissant or two from them in the mornings. According to her, they're some of the best croissants in Paris.
That sounded like a pretty solid endorsement to me so I went to get a piece of paper and a pen to jot down the name and the street. However, by the time I came back, she had started to doubt herself. Apparently the boulangerie on the street of her current boyfriend also makes amazing croissants.
After what was in fact quite an earnest discussion, we came to the conclusion that we weren't sure if she was equating the flourishes of love with the enjoyment of croissants or if she just has exceptional taste in men because she finds the ones who live in the vicinity of great boulangeries.
So I decided to take it upon myself, once and for all, to get to the bottom of the matter and investigate.
Now, the weather here in Paris recently has been bitterly cold in the mornings - yes, even in October - and the problem is that this croissant, Number 16, reflected this weather exactly: cold and dry.
It was as cold as a stone and about as dense as one too, making it very chewy - but not in a good way. It didn't have a delicious, enticing smell that I look for from a 'Good Croissant' and I found myself questioning when was the last time that said croissant saw the inside of an oven.
I might be being too harsh on this croissant. It might have been considerably better if I had, like my housemate had, had a boy's flat to pop up to and put the croissant in the oven for a quick burst back to life. But, as it happens, the croissant and I, both single and cold, were not a match made in heaven.
The 'Illy' coffee, on the other hand, was a great idea and I don't know why more places (besides Starbucks and McCafé) don't serve a croissant and a coffee to go!
La Pyramide du Prince
44 rue Monsieur le Prince, 75006