I know, I know. You’re probably like, B. Patisserie, again?? Yes, again. It’s probably better that you don’t actually know how many times I really go there. This past time was to meet up with the lovely Phi of Princess Tofu, whose photos are seriously to die for. I am aspiring to reach her level of talent and felt very honored I was able to partake in some rich, buttery pastries and steaming hot coffee with her.
Here’s a piece of unsolicited advice for if you plan on going to B. Patisserie: if you can, I’d go at 8am. Yes, 8am. It’s ungodly early for a weekend (and trust me, I hate waking up early on the weekend), but it’s totally worth it. You get there at during the calm before the storm, and when the pastries are fresh out of the oven. It’s amazing. After around 10am, it starts to get reeeeally packed and often difficult to find a place to sit. Just a little more stressful. Let me know what you like when you do go!