Le Panier
Pastry and Coffee. Delightful.
During one of our treks to the Market, we decided to try out Le Panier, a French bakery we’ve passed by several times. I now know that every time I wander around Pike Place, I will be overcome with a craving for a palmier.
Confession time friends. I’ve never had a palmier. I had seen these delightful-looking crisps in grocery stores and have always been intrigued, but something deep down told me that if I tried the packaged kind, I would be let down. I needed to save my first experience for something real. And I am so glad I waited.
We went into Le Panier, and liked it at once. The tiny little shop was packed with people waiting in line for treats. I have to admit, I felt a little bit like a tourist as I gaped at all of the gorgeous desserts and pastries in the case. I am woefully unfamiliar with French pastries, but am now determined to become an expert…. Although I’ll have to do it slowly, so I can still fit into my jeans.
As the line crept forward, we weighed our options and decided on a Raspberry Croissant (Josh loves anything raspberry, and really appreciates a good croissant), and I was at once taken by the delicate little Palmier. We ordered our treats, along with a dark chocolate mocha to share. We were so glad we did.
The mocha was a very nice addition to the pastry – not too sweet, and very good decaf. Highly recommended.
Really Delicious Dark Chocolate Mocha
The croissant was wonderful, tender and flaky and filled with raspberry preserves. But the palmier… that elegant little confection stole my pastry-loving heart. Crisp and sweet and airy… if I don’t stop talking about it, I’m going to have to ask Josh to take me back right now.
Palmier and Raspberry Croissant
Tags: Bakery, Cafe, Coffee, Pastries, Pike Place Market Restaurants, Seattle Restaurants
5. December 2008 at 13:44
Oh, those look tasty! I haven’t found any bakeries in Boston that do palmiers, which is a shame. I like the oversized ones best – as a kid, my bus stop was near a Vietnamese bakery that made the lightest, flakiest palmiers I’ve ever eaten (including the ones in France), and I swear they were about the size of my head.