Le Pain Quotidien serves coffee, lattes, and cappuccinos in bowls. I like that.
Together with its communal tables and unlimited praline chocolate spread, it’s a warm, happy place.
Once when I was there a Russian lady with big, fiery eyes asked to sample my merengue and then practically sat on my lap to break off a piece, exclaiming endlessly how delicious it was while smacking her lips and urging her embarrassed husband to sample some, too. He politely declined and escorted her back to her seat.
Some get overly excited about the coziness of the place, I guess.