Croissants

A few years back, Christopher and I traveled to Paris. It was a wonderful trip—on a personal note, Christopher and I got engaged; on a pastry note, I had croissant epiphanies day after day. Every single day, no matter where we were in the city, we had crisp, buttery, delicious croissants—croissants so flaky that you had to put your hand to your mouth to protect those around you from the flying crumbs. I loved our croissants at Flour, but I viewed them with new eyes after returning from that