So, today I had my first  flat white in Paris- what an absolute treat that was!  Those of you who know me will know that I am a sucker for a cute cafe and  a cup of the good stuff!  Up until now I have had to settle for the rather acrid espresso shots and have been suffering serious withdrawals.  The French excel in a lot of things but the creation of a good coffee is not one of them… at least until now.  So where did I find my salvation I hear you ask?  Well, a stones throw from Pigalle Metro down Rue des Martrys (what I later found to be a gastronomic delight in itself) you will happen upon a seeminly nameless joint.  Fashionably perched on the corner of Rue Trudaine, quaint Parisian balconies overlooking a leafy green sqaure to the right and a towerning view of the tip of the Sacre Coeur directly ahead; here sits KB Cafe in all it’s welcoming and unpretentious glory. 

A haven for bean enthusiasts and the growing coffee shop worker masses alike, this mall but perfectly equipped hangout is a must.  A delicious counter display of healthy goodies, towering sandwiched and of course, the obligatory cake to satisfy any sweet tooth.  I managed to resist on this occasion but was quite taken by the brunch menu which I will most definitely be sampling in the near future!