It has been a little more than a month since my Parisian trip, and I have been craving the flavor of this city. The appetite for the flavor, an all encompassing word for the sights, sound and taste of Paris, was seemingly insatiable until today.
Well, Atlanta is not exactly Paris. I have not been able to find the Eiffel Tower, Pont Alexandre III Bridge or the Louvre. When I squint my eyes, sitting in traffic on I-75 can appear to mimic the congestion of the Champs-Élysées; however, the 75/85 connector is not nearly as majestic as the Arc de Triomphe.
It is hard to say that the exact sounds exist here in Atlanta. You don’t have your ride-along jazz performers on the Metro, nor are you completely surrounded by one of the most romantic languages. Up until today, I thought it impossible to be once again enchanted by the native dialect. Yet, a strong desire for a macaroon, crêpe and café brought me to a little piece of Parisian heaven.
Near the Marietta Square, nestled in the inconspicuous house on the corner of Glover and Atlanta Street, sits the yellow café and pastry shop Douceur de France. Run by a French couple, I was welcomed with “Bonjour” and to my surprise, surrounded by many French speaking patrons. I ordered at the counter and sat down at a table on the front patio. The owner quickly brought my café and my pistache macaroon that was reminiscent of the delicacies of Ladurée.
Here is a video about this quaint establishment:
While I sat drinking my café and reading my book, the owner and staff ensured that my cup was full and in the true French manner allowed me to revel in the flavor of the shop. I order a scrumptious crêpe with banana and Nutella to savor the experience a little longer.
Douceur de France is a must for those wishing to get a taste of France and for those longing to savor their memories of the city.
Major Perk: Authentic and delicious
Minor Quirk: A bit off the beaten path, but worth it!!!
love it :)
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