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| - Well thank the Lord someone decided to open up La Boulangerie in this French-deprived otherwise fair city of Calgary.
You see, I lived in Montreal for 5 years. I was a bit spoilt for choice when it came to crepes, croissants, any French baked good really. So yes, I know what a good dessert shop/bakery is supposed to be like (don't argue with me), and La Boulangerie is as good as it gets in this city.
One morning when I woke up and realized it was my birthday weekend (read: I could do what I wanted), I decided I wanted crepes. To that, my husband brought up a very good point: we now lived in Calgary and were pretty much devoid of any such indulgences. I kicked and whined and headed to Google, Yelp, Urbanspoon and every other search engine imaginable to find a place in Calgary that sold crepes. La Boulangerie popped up after a few miserable attempts, and off we went, morning breath and all.
I barged in through the doors of this adorable little Parisian bakery in Mission and there it was in front of me, a a delightful little CREPE MENU. After my squeals of joy had subsided, I ordered a delightful coconut crepe, and my husband went with a delightful chocolate crepe. They were both delicious, as was the almond croissant we shared. Everything in there looked positively mouthwatering. Cases upon cases full of pastries, tarts, croissants, baguette sandwiches, CREPES! So delightful.
I pretended to be in France/Montreal for a little bit longer and indulged in a little espresso and people-watching. That was before I started spilling milk all over the milk and sugar kiosk and realized I was done being sophisticated for the day.
La Boulangerie, thank you for filling a niche in this city! You've got yourself a regular!
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