French food = lots of butter. Whee!

My last Paris post is, rather aptly for this greedy little blogger, all about food.

I originally intended it to be about all Paris food, but then going through the photos, I realised that every picture that made me go, 'Oh, yeah. Yuuuum!' was to do with items from my favourite food group. CAKES.

This is a Religeuse. That may be spelt wrong. It's basically a two-tier profiterole filled with chocolate instead of cream. I want to have its babies.

Breakfast! Basically every day. Why yes, I did gain half a stone when I was in France!

These tartlets were from a chain - Brioche Doree - but oh my gosh, I'm still dreaming about the caramel pecan tartlet. Amazing. The pastry was FULL of butter. Nom.

And, of course, no trip to Paris would be complete without a visit to Ladurée. I am more than a little bit obsessed with macaroons (or if we're being really French, macarons) now, ever since finally succumbing to the lure of Ladurée in London shortly before my Paris trip. Somehow they make it okay to spend nearly £30 on cakes.

So pretty!

So tasty! They're sort of nutty and buttery and rich and sooo yummy.

If you find yourself outside a Ladurée shop, pop in and sample the salted caramel macarons. OH.

Although, after reading this article, now I'm fixated on seeking out Pierre Hermé's offering.