La Baguette De Ma Mère

A small corner in the stühlinger, as there are so many. a brick house from the turn of 1900, window, three steps to the wooden door with glass insert. the silver clink is polished when it opens, it sounds an antique mechanical door bell, as is otherwise only known from home films. in the interior of the nostalgiatrip continues: a very old wooden counter with glass swing, which behind it fits a wall shelf from the same economic wonder time and this smell! freshly baked bread, roasted by freshly brewed coffee and this peculiarly fragrant, fragrant croissants, slightly sweet buttrig hhmm! two asking eyes see me through two etagens. frau schaeffer serves in the regular itself and moves through the last despite its old flash. many words do not make them. la baguette doesn't have his name. the original French white brot, it is also ubiquitous. crisp, delicate teig, much more airy than the German crisp and back pendant. in various forms and teig mixtures it laughs one from different heights and the lining. but also the number two of the French baking art is here to have. the croissants also have the right balanced mix of butter and leaf beyond the Rhine. who likes, gets a coffee from the little one, also as a caffeine for the croissant potion. the old-fashioned turquoises, who have been neighboring for a long time have noticed what a little they have here. a stay in the la baguette is a small time trip, but the baked were here and now can be taken!

Very friendly, very tasty, original products and wonderful old-fashioned ambience.

Delicious French croissants. What more do you want?

Open Sundays. Rather high-priced, but the products are worth the money.

Nur lecker!