I flew to the French city on a personal mission: to find the perfect canelé. I tasted my way through seven patisseries in ...
On this winter day in Bordeaux, it’s raining — hard. But the inviting scent of bubbling sugar and rum wafting through the petrichor keeps me going. You see, I’ve just flown from Nice to this ...
On this winter day in Bordeaux, it’s raining — hard. But the inviting scent of bubbling sugar and rum wafting through the petrichor keeps me going. You see, I’ve just flown from Nice to this ...
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