I'm sure there are a lot of cupcakes shops in Paris, and that's all good and well. Big fancy stores where they make tiny fancy cupcakes with all different exotic flavors... Is it just me who really can't stand that kind of stuff? I mean, I'm really sorry for the innovative and super creative chefs that probably are catering to all these different untapped branches of society, but I really just like a good vanilla cupcake with icing and maybe a couple flower shaped sprinkles. I guess 'haute societé' isn't really my thing when it comes to pastries and I feel deprived when my tasty sweets get smaller and smaller.
But! Near my house as well! I found this tiny, adorable, good old fashioned cupcake shop!
Unfortunately the day I found this shop I was a bit insulted and run down by one of my friends... I felt a little terrible so I didn't post about it, instead indulging in three cupcakes at once. (and I admit a couple of spoons of Nutella).
On sad days though I take great comfort in things that I can't explain why they make me happy... like... My puppy, Feanor's, enormous feet!
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