Finding breakfast in Paris is a bit akin to stumbling upon the Mona Lisa without thousands of tourists crowded around taking pictures. It’s not going to happen perchance and unless you are invited by the Louvre management, it takes some careful and precise planning.
I know that Paris is all about French food: butter me this, chocolate me that and just pour a whole bottle of wine on top of something. Sometimes however, I get tired and need a change of palate.
Though we all love Paris, there is no doubt in my mind that Euros run quickly through one’s visiting fingers. If you did not get the above analogy, what I mean to say is that it ain’t always a bargain to go and eat out in the city of lights.
Though I know that my reviews of Japanese food are usually centered around the more savoury end of the spectrum, that is not to say that there aren’t delicious sweets from the land of the rising sun.