The whole of Paris is under the spell of this

If you really want to be seen as a Parisian, you should start your day with a croissant au beurre that you dip in café crème. With a little cigarette on the side.
When you get to the middle of the croissant, dipping no longer works, and then you have crumbs everywhere, as my grandfather always said. Crumbs in all the places you don't want them. It's just that they're so delicious, otherwise I would want to impose a croissant ban in my house. But that's not necessary. At least, if we move to a maison that is within hopping distance of the Ritz Hotel in Paris.

The best baker
In the Ritz Hotel, definitely not a bad place to spend your hours, there is a bakery: Ritz Paris Le Comptoir (I have written about it before, along with my list of things I still need to do in Paris), with master pastry chef François Perret behind the buttons. By the way, if you look at his figure, he only seems to be looking at his creations. Or maybe tasting and spitting, that could be it too. But he himself is not a big user of his special beurre from Bourg en Bresse, as evidenced by his slender silhouette.

Where the French are usually not so eager for changes in their cuisine, because the French is definitely the best, Perret dared the incredible: he made a rectangular croissant. So that it is easier to eat – you can just slide it in – and it remains completely consistent in crispiness. To make the experience optimal, he scrapes small strips on the top so that it becomes extra crunchy.

A croissant to go costs €4,-, but you will probably stand in line for an hour. Another idea: go to tea salon Proust in the Ritz and order a cup of Earl Grey with a matching cake or croissant. Then you will spend a bit more, but you will have an experience you can rely on for a few months.