I am really bad at remembering where I ate, what the name of that great restaurant was and things like that when I travel so I try to grab a business card or (my favorite) a box of matches from each place I eat at. During long trips such as this one through France and Belgium the goal was to take a photograph of the outside of each place we ate at.... I failed and because of that failure I cannot tell you where exactly I had some of the BEST pastries ever. I also cannot tell you were - as an English speaker you can find a fellow English speaking Crepe stand owner - which makes for not only easier ordering, but for an interesting conversation and, I believe, a little more nutella than other stands.
Sorry fellow travelers, my plans were forgotten in the moments of tastiness. What I can tell you is that these two places proved my theory of traveling and what I hope all people will consider - go with the flow. We found the pastries as we got off the metro near the Eiffel Tower, it just happened and we let it. The crepes, there were tons of stands near the Moulin Rouge and I just wandered up to one. Traveling is about finding these places and about sitting here, almost a year later, wishing for another chance to sample that flaky pastry again.