Bake Paris Great Again

In the French capital, bakeries keep renewing themselves. To offer new experiences often, to re-enchant bread and pastries, always. We take you with us for the best morning delicacies of all Paris, no pain, no levain.

SAIN 

Here is what we call a «neo-bakery». For us, it is above all a little haven of crumb and sugar, where the good taste spreads all over the counter. Bread in a mess, pastries, sweetness... and all these creations that shine in the window, like Crown Jewels, with the same desire to stole it as if one were at the Louvre museum. In the middle of it all, the house gem: the umeboshi roll. Yes, yes, the little Japanese plum—here in a sweet-acid version, a salty hair, completely addictive. With a coffee, the day starts like a spicy candy, but that's what we love. And if the hunger persists... Also serve yourself in an apple pie, the homemade banger, covered with a fine shower of sugar and topped with half a melting apple.  Ah, and the cinnamon roll? And the... STOP! We breathe. We’ll be back tomorrow.

📍 23 Rue des Gravilliers, 75003 Paris
✔️ Tuesday to Saturday: 07h30 AM — 07h30 PM // Sunday: 08h00 AM — 01h00 PM

FRAPPE

Ici, pas de mur blanc épuré, pas de comptoir qui sent la start-up au levain. Une modernité sans snobisme, un lieu pour les gourmands lucides, pour qui la viennoiserie est à la fois un rituel et une aventure. Les croissants, les brioches, les feuilletés, tous sont alignés comme des petites merveilles, juste comme il faut pour faire saliver les passants. On y entre avec curiosité, on en ressort avec un sac qui sent le beurre chaud. Chez Frappe, tout saute au coeur avant même d’avoir touché la bouche. Le sandwich, le pain, la Fleur Pistache — star absolue du lieu — et surtout, le « Pain Retrouvé ». Ce nom un peu mystique cache une brioche épaisse, fondante, légèrement amère au centre et coiffée d’une croûte caramélisée à tomber. Frappe, c’est cette boulangerie qu’on aimerait avoir au coin de la rue, mais qui, heureusement pour notre profil, n’y est pas encore

No sleek white wall here, no counter that smells like a start-up. A modernity without snobbism, a place for lucid gourmands, for whom pastry is both a ritual and an adventure. The croissants, the brioches, the feuilletés, all are aligned like little wonders, to make passers-by salivate. We enter the bakery with curiosity, we come out with a bag that smells like hot butter. At Frappe’s, everything jumps to the heart before even touching the mouth. The sandwich, the bread, the Fleur Pistache —absolute star of the place — and above all, the « Pain Retrouvé ». This somewhat mystical name hides a thick brioche, melting, slightly bitter in the center and topped with a caramelized crust to fall. Frappe, it’s that bakery we would like to have just around the corner, but which, fortunately for our weight, is not there yet.

📍 7 Rue Sedaine, 75011 Paris
✔️ Tuesday to Saturday: 08h00 AM — 08h00 PM // Sunday: 08h00 AM — 06h00 PM

UTOPIE

Mini-bakery seeks for an archi-curious maxi-gourmet. We enter for bread, we leave with crumbs all over the sweater. Here, everything is sourdough, everything is alive—from the bread to the pastries, everything exudes know-how and patience. And then, there is this detail that intrigues: the black color. Not burnt, not flashy, but deep, elegant, almost mysterious. It comes from coal or sesame, which act like visual spoilers. We hesitate, we observe and, finally, we understand. Their black sesame roll is the clever one of the lot. It looks like a raisin bread, but without grapes. At the first bite, the surprise operates: an unusual taste for a pastry, where sesame sweetens the sugar, balances it, and leaves this length in the mouth lovely grilled. Neither too much, nor too little, just enough for us to want to go back there, and forget the grape. A tea — smoked, flowered, or just warm—will wonderfully complete the enchanted parenthesis.

📍 20 Rue Jean-Pierre Timbaud, 75011 Paris
✔️ Tuesday to Sunday: 07h00 AM — 08h00 PM

MAMICHE

At Mamiche, tradition wants us to start by waiting in line. No matter the time of day, or the weather. Don’t panic, it moves quickly. And then this wait, it’s a way to work before to play. Once the door is pushed... we forget everything. We enter Ali Baba’s baker’s cave. Plump breads that stack up, brioches that shine, swollen croissants, sandwiches that also flirt with the client. And then there is the cinnamon roll, woven like a well-kept secret. Each bite slightly changes the texture, the taste, the memory. It’s their banger, their summer hit but which lasts all year long, their generational madeleine. No wonder that Anglo-Saxon tourists cross the city to pay tribute to him. They come to find a taste of home, and leave with a good smile from here. At Mamiche, we sell a simple joy that smells like butter and comfort.

📍 32 Rue du Château d’Eau, 75010 Paris
✔️ Tuesday to Saturday: 08h00 AM — 08h00 PM

LAND & MONKEYS

Yes, we correctly read: "plant-based bakery". And there, inevitably, an eyebrow rises. Because a pastry without butter or egg, it’s a bit like a croissant without morning. That’s what we thought, until we opened the door at Land & Monkeys. If the word Yumgo doesn’t mean anything to you yet, you’ll have to get used to it. This ingenious mix of rice flour, rapeseed proteins and horse bean replaces eggs with disconcerting ease. The result? Golden, soft, crunchy pastries... Everything we love and demand in a bakery, after all. The star of the bakery? The brioche. Plain or dotted with chocolate chips, it has that reassuring taste of truth, that tender texture that was thought to be reserved for butter. Everything is vegetal, but if no one mentions it, impossible to suspect it. And that’s the magic of the place. The future of the bakery? It may well be that he has already begun here, in this light atmosphere and calm consciousness.

📍 86 Bd. Beaumarchais, 75011 Paris
✔️ Monday to Friday: 07h30 AM — 07h30 PM // Saturday & Sunday: 08h00 AM — 07h30 PM