Pascal Caffet :: Saint-Germain
So I have this big spreadsheet of all the pastries I ate in Paris. Twice a week I go in, find one I haven’t yet written about, and turn it into the featured piece for either Monday or Friday. But there’s a bit of method to my selection process. Half of the patisseries have little
Pascal Caffet :: Las Vegas
The Pascal Caffet and Arnaud Larher comparison is actually one I never thought to make until now. Both these men are MOFs – Meilleurs Ouvriers de France. That’s a distinction so well regarded in France that, to some, they’re like living gods. But as I pointed out to someone who flipped-out on me for calling
Pascal Caffet :: Wendy
Not entirely. At most other patisseries, this would be a pretty solid piece, but amongst Caffet’s range of pastry delights, Wendy was like the homely little sister that no one else in the family liked — a veritable Meg Griffin à la “The Family Guy”. Let’s break her down from head-to-toe, shall we? Speckled red
Pascal Caffet :: Exotique
I’ve mentioned before how discovering Pascal Caffet was a complete accident. I was on my way to Androuet for some stinky cheese, when all of a sudden I look over my shoulder and see this beautiful patisserie and, upon walking up to it, an even more stunning pastry spread. They weren’t like other patisseries I’d
Pascal Caffet :: Tarte Ananas-Fraise
To clarify one thing immediately, there are no bananas here. Ananas is the French word for pineapple. Ludicrous, I know. Anyway, this is just your everyday blend of pâte sucrée, coconut frangipan, strawberry coulis, vanilla crème, and pineapple. The pâte is fairly mild in flavor, with a pleasant crumbly goodness. And the coconut frangipan is
