To start, a bakery that is the opposite of Parisian.
A cheery voice sings out, “hey how are ya?”. Kids work on their super slim laptops around a big wooden table. There is a purple sofa. The cakes are four tiers high, carrot and mocha and lemon. Of course, there are cupcakes.
Have you guessed what it is yet?
It’s an intelligently cute American cafe, with speciality teas and homemade lemonade brewed with real vanilla beans. You get all the sincere cheeriness (of which English English people are very suspicious) and the knowhow of the modern American coffee shop, but in the Latin Quarter instead of Brooklyn.
Order a triangular cheese and chive scone or a cookie and settle down peacefully for the afternoon (when you’re sick of the French, naturally). Don’t forget to check out their towering celebration cakes: butterflies and ribbons and even Superman!
Sugarplum Cake Shop – 68 rue Cardinal Lemoine, Paris 75006