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| - Since moving here two years ago, I always passed this place by and never thought to stop in. Then I saw in the latest issue of Phoenix Magazine that the cafe serves French macarons. I was sold.
I stopped in on my way to work and in dire need of a caffeine fix, the extremely helpful lady behind the counter suggested I try a caramel iced coffee, made with house caramel, vanilla bean and cinammon. How could that not be a winning combination?
While waiting, my eyes immediately gravitated to the giant, lovely macarons in the glass case. I asked her which flavor she recommended and she told me the caramel macarons are the bestseller, but I might want to try something else since I was already getting a caramel fix. She said the pink grapefruit ones are to die for, so I got one of those and a chocolate macaron.
As I walked out, I took one sip of my coffee and my knees nearly buckled. It was rich, decadent and just the right amount of sweetness, not sugar-infused like a Starbucks Caramel Macchiato. And the macarons? Like taking a bite of heaven. The grapefruit was a surprise, fruity but not tart. The chocolate was airy and melted in your mouth. I enjoyed a moment in the car, daydreaming I was sitting at a bustling cafe on the Champs-Élysées in Paris. I think I'll have to make that a regular occurrence from now on.
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