DH and I are both foodies and we connect and relate to places and cultures through food. I remember when we had just returned from London, DH searched high and low to find scones and cream just so that we can recreate the experience from Trafalgar Square cafe on a cold and foggy Sunday morning. And in the end he had to start baking his own scones and buying the clotted cream from Kowalski's because we couldn't find a bakery with good English scones.
So, this summer once we were back from our trip to Paris, a similar hunt started to find chocolate croissants just like the ones we ate from a Parisian Bakery in Fountainebleau. A coworker of DH who is a French expat, pointed us towards Rustica bakery.
Its a self service cafe with free Wi-Fi, as is evident from the number of people working at the long tables. I love the idea of writing little stories in a busy cafe, some where up in the mountains or by a lake, in this case the cafe is by lake Calhoun but not in direct view, but that's where the writer's imagination comes into picture...
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