See those mouth-watering pastries? That's my French breakfast. When I feel like treating myself, I take the 15-minute walk down to "Du Pain et des Idees," one of my favorite bakeries, and indulge.
My usual selection is one of the "escargots" (the one type of snail that I will eat!), preferably the pink ones. A twist of buttery puff pastry stuffed with pralines. If that's too much pink for you, you can go for the lemon and nougat, the chocolate and pistachio or the rum raisin. I could make my way through the week on these…
For more classic tastes, there are the apple tarts, croissants or pain au chocolat (but with the extremely gourmet Valrhona chocolate). I've tried and approved all of these multiple times!
But that hasn't pushed aside my craving for American breakfasts. Seriously? Seriously.
On each trip back to the U.S., I stock up on microwavable, flavored oatmeal and almond, cashew and other nut butters. My latest find was pumpkin pancake mix… yum! And I dream of cinnamon bread and bagels (I still haven't found ones that I like here).
Between my own "imports" and a wider variety of products in larger grocery stores in Paris, I manage to recreate my favorite American early morning eats.
So one day my breakfast is French, the next day it's American and often it's a combination of both. What could be more balanced than that?