Returning to Paris after a long time
I found the city had a fresh, almost renewed atmosphere. The Olympics had just ended, leaving behind a cleaner, more polished Paris. Even my friends who live there were surprised by the transformation, and for us, as visitors, the change felt even more striking. Paris, a city that’s always had a certain magic, seemed to sparkle a little brighter this time.
The purpose of my trip was far from a vacation. We were preparing for my eldest daughter’s new life, as she would soon start university in Paris. Our days were spent running around, gathering essentials for her new apartment, with little time for sightseeing.
She had chosen to live in a quiet residential neighborhood, full of charm, where every street corner offered glimpses of classic Paris. And while we were busy, I couldn’t help but be drawn to the many cozy cafes, boulangeries, and patisseries that lined the streets, each one offering a snapshot of Parisian life.
So the theme of today’s blog is – Cafés in Paris.
While in Paris, my husband and I stayed
at a small hotel near our daughter’s new apartment. Every morning, without fail, we found ourselves at the same café just steps away from the hotel, enjoying a simple breakfast as the city slowly woke up around us. In France, it’s very common to begin your day at a café, and you can immediately feel the friendly atmosphere. Regulars greet the staff with warm smiles, engaging in friendly banter, or simply exchanging a knowing nod. The atmosphere was so welcoming that it didn’t take long for the staff to remember our order. “The same as yesterday, right?” they would ask, and with that, our mornings felt complete. There’s something special about starting the day this way—it’s a simple joy and feels truly valuable.
The Parisian Breakfast
Our breakfast was simple but satisfying. I always ordered a buttery croissant with coffee, while my French husband had a tartine—a baguette served with rich butter and jam. Tartine may sound basic, but What caught my attention was how the French cut the baguette—lengthwise. Paired with rich butter and sweet jam that melt together perfectly, this simple preparation makes you realize why it’s such a beloved dish. Some locals even dip their tartine into their coffee, a little ritual that makes you think, “This is the essence of a Parisian morning!” It’s these small moments that make Paris feel like home, even for a visitor like me.
When talking about Parisian cafés, you have to mention the terraces. Luckily, the weather was warm, and we enjoyed our breakfasts in the gentle morning sunlight. The chairs and tables were effortlessly chic, as you’d expect in Paris, and what struck me most this time was the abundance of flowers decorating many of the cafés. It seemed to be a new trend, adding a splash of color and charm to the traditional café scene. Each one had its own unique style, and simply walking past these cafés felt like a visual treat.
Desserts in Paris
One afternoon, after losing track of time while shopping, we skipped lunch and instead treated ourselves to Tarte Tatin at a nearby café. This classic French dessert, made from slow-cooked apples, came with a dollop of crème fraîche, balancing sweet and tart flavors perfectly. The portion was generous, so my daughter and I shared it—though, by the end, she had eaten most of it! I’ve since learned that Tarte Tatin is even better when made in a special dish, so one day, I plan to share the recipe on this blog.
Cafés in Paris
Cafés in Paris, though simple and a natural part of daily life for the French, have a unique charm that sets them apart from cafés anywhere else. They are timeless, yet ever-evolving, reflecting both tradition and the latest trends. And that, I think, is one of the reasons why Paris remains so irresistibly captivating.
