This post is one of many documenting my week in Paris, a present to myself for graduating pastry school in the fall of 2012. Every moment was spent eating and one post wasn’t enough. It’s now a short novel. Kidding. I hope.
Another drizzly day in Paris meant it was time for my troisième afternoon tea, this time at Un Dimanche a Paris. Not only is the location romantic, tucked away on a side street in an otherwise bustling city but the name “A Sunday in Paris” is adorable and would it not be the perfect place for a meet cute? Stepping inside I was in awe at the size of the place. The main floor is home to the retail shop, pastry kitchen and restaurant. Upstairs a cocktail lounge and cooking school. Seated by a window, I enjoyed my pastry and cup of chocolat chaud while watching the people go by in their trench coats and umbrellas.