This week I am thankful for french bakeries. We visited my very favorite one, the one by Pikes Place, where my love for all things French Pastry started. This Saturday we went downtown and pretended to be tourists. It was pretty surreal, doing things that I had always done as a tourist thinking "we live here now".
I am 99.5% sure that heaven smells like a french bakery, so buttery and warm and just a touch sweet. Mmm..... I love the almond croissants and pain du chocolat. Really anything with warm and flaky crust.