This morning our corner boulangerie was closed and Katy had to run around Montmartre looking for another one to satisfy our croissant habit. Katy and I enjoy all good croissants but what she brought back today was quite special. It's a chocolate croissant filled with almond paste and then doused in some kind of alcohol. You'd think butter, chocolate, and almonds would be enough for most Parisians in the morning but I suppose even that can come to seem normal.
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