Absolutely. Wonderful. The ratio of chocolate to croisant didn't seem very generous, but with all of that air, it was just right. Well-balanced, and delicious. This was the first time we could enjoy sitting outside with a snack and watch people going by, because there weren't any smokers near the table we chose. Score!! The pigeons are quite fat and ever-present...we watched them eat our crumbs, and others' crumbs, and they were having as good a time as we were - but at no cost to them! :)
After we'd sat for a while, we made our way back to Montmartre - there was a "little train" that wound its way through the narrow streets with narration and French music. We caught the train across from the Moulin Rouge (one of the train's two stops), and it wound its way up to the top, where it stopped near Sacré Cœur. We'd already seen the Sacré Cœur area, and had great seats (it was crowded seating, and we'd been lucky enough to have an entire row to ourselves), so we mostly stayed on the train during the 15 minute stop. Whilst up at the top, there were several shops, street artists sketching people, and an organ grinder. (I checked - it was a woman, and she didn't have a monkey, but I have a photo anyway). We returned to the departure point (this is in the Pigalle section of Montmartre, famous for its "night life" and adult entertainment offerings, and I learned it was named for another artist. Montmartre was the place where many artists lived, including Toulouse L'Autrec.) and decided to walk partway up the first street we had ridden up on the train. I found the bakery from which I'd gotten the massive macaron in the metro - it was called "Paul" and I took a photo for that reason, and also for our nephew Paul who's studied French. I checked, and found the macaron to be just 1/10 euro less than at the other place, but was still savoring the pain au chocolat, so resisted the offerings today.
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