Every minute that goes by without you eating an eclair from Chez Dre is another minute you have wasted in your life in a dark, dull and anaesthetized world. Throw out everything you once knew about an eclair, dial up the insulin pump, and front up to the counter. If you haven’t had a macaron from here either then I strongly suggest you do as a matter of urgency.
The wooden communal table next to the courtyard is a lovely piece of furniture.
A ‘holy f__’ moment
One of the communal tables
They do sell out, often.
