Today I found myself trawling through my Paris photos, and I felt these shots warranted another 'Tiny Tales' post.
Odette cafe on 77 Rue Galande has to be one of the most gorgeous buildings in Paris. Before my trip, I made a mental note to pop into the area to see the building and maybe even grab a choux pastry (but who am I kidding, of course I wouldn't visit without one).
It came as a surprise, then, that the day in which I ended up visiting Odette was totally unplanned. It was a Sunday morning and, being used to having cafes open at 8am back home, mum and I made the mistake of waking up too early and then wandering the streets for ages in pursuit of a warm drink. It was luck that we stumbled upon Odette on the dot of opening. We took refuge in the warm cafe on the second floor and ordered two delectable and delicate violet choux balls alongside a cafe au lait for mum and chocolate chaud for me.
It was such a pleasant morning that stands out in my mind so clearly. The sun was shining, despite still being cold, and I delighted in sitting next to a little window that happens to give stunning views of Notre Dame. Evidently, the high price you pay for the choux pastries and drinks are probably influenced by said views, but in my opinion, it was 100% worth the experience.
