Three years ago my neighbor told me about the “perfect treat”… kouign-amann. But didn’t know where she got it. As a self-described “experimental baker”, and a variety of salty attempts, my internet searches brought me to Les Madeleines. It was the perfect treat.
Since that day, I’d come and try other pastries… all perfect. Recently I quickly jumped in my car, in a hurry, and found that my order was wrong. But I ate it anyway and it was still amazing.
One year ago, I sat outside LDS hospital, unable to visit my mother when she had COVID, eating kouign-amann. Don’t worry, I shared later after she spent weeks in the hospital.
Every time a drove an hour to Les Madeleines thinking about the hundred or so bakeries I was passing that were closer to my home, I knew what I found get at the end was always worth it.
I have loved finding excuses to visit, and knowing that I was recommending a place to friends and acquaintances that was amazing. Best wishes in your next adventure!