I'd heard of the rue Saint Honoré, but never really paid attention to whether I was taking that particular street or not (sometimes I wander without paying much attention). Saturday, however, I was VERY aware that I was on the rue Saint Honoré - fur coats, designer It-bags, fancy cars - it was like the back street version of La Croisette - great for people watching even if you can't afford anything!
Just as I was starting to get a bit hungry, and just as I began planning my request to stop for a crêpe somewhere, I looked to my right and saw Oh Mon Cake! Did you just say cake? Um, yes, don't mind if I do! Thankfully, Copain was on board for a cake adventure, so we stopped in to try it out.
How cute is this place?
The minute I saw carrot cake in the window, I knew it had to be mine. Behold my (okay, our) carrot cake and latte: