The very first time we attempted to pay Mulots Patisserie a visit, it was closed. Many weeks later, we made a second attempt and was successful this time.
There wasn’t much of a seating area in the little shop. There were about two tables in the shop, and another two by the street. Each table seats about two to three people each. So, instead of seating ourselves, we opted for takeaway instead. Sash and I took a couple of minutes to study their glass display, deciphering the french names of the various pastries and sweets they had.
I may enjoy eating and trying new food, but that doesn’t mean I am familiar with all the fancy foreign names of pastries and desserts, or even savouries. Obviously it took Sash and I awhile to figure out what we wanted to try. The lady behind the counter wasn’t very helpful, asking multiple times what we wanted and looked irritated each time we told her that we needed a few minutes more.
When we were finally ready, the lady had a frown on her face as she picked out the things we wanted from the glass display.
We didn’t wait long to try their macarons, and quickly opened up the plastic wrapping to pop one into our mouths. The macarons tasted stale and a little bit too chewy for my liking. We were instantly disappointed. The macarons tasted like they had been sitting in that glass cabinet for days.
We hoped the cakes we picked out would taste better. And quickly opened up the box the moment we got home. Again, another disappointment. The cakes tasted just as stale or worse than the macarons. We each took 2 bites of each cake and threw the rest away.
Utterly disappointed, we hunted down for a different dessert place to lift our spirits.