Let Them Eat Cakes
Sorry for the glare, but I found these cakes (sized to serve a dinner party of people) and the pastries too incredible to pass up, even in 23 degree weather on our way to an exhibition of torture devices and documents from the Bastille at the Arsenal.
Interestingly, while you could see (and I could read) that some people endured horrible torture at the Bastille, Voltaire seemed to have a really nice room there, complete with a nice bedspread and one of those long round pillows -- although it looked like he had to do some of his writing on the wall. Then again, unlike prisoners now in the USA, there were no widescreen TVs for Voltaire and ses amis behind bars.







The problem I run into in Parisian patisseries is overload--how to pick just one?
The Bastille was mostly a prison for well-heeled types. Is the Marquis de Sade's cell on display?
Astra at December 1, 2010 6:30 AM
Sized to serve a dinner party of people? Pfffft....only if one were inclined to share one of those beauties, which I would not be. Come near my cake, they'd be drawing back a stump.
Juliana at December 1, 2010 6:34 AM
Miss Alkon, I haven't even had lunch yet! Now, how can a choke down any of the local slop after seeing delicacies like these?
Old RPM Daddy at December 1, 2010 10:38 AM
WANT
sofar at December 1, 2010 6:34 PM
I gained five pounds from looking at those photos.
Cousin Dave at December 2, 2010 2:28 PM
Much too pretty to eat. :(
Kendra at December 3, 2010 5:01 AM
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