Montparnasse

If you're an aspiring croissant aficionado like myself and happen to be taking a stroll in the lovely borough of Kensington then look no further than the Montparnasse Cafe. Ever try an Expresso? Double Expresso? How about a panini? Or if these are too 'familiar' for you, maybe venture out into the not so familiar territory such as Nos Galettes, also known as a savory crepe. If you thought Temple had good cuisine at the Crepe Truck then maybe put your money where your mouth is and try the real deal.

It is said that good food comes from great ingredients.
I took a moment today and sat down with the director of the cafe, Bastien Mytchelom. Montparnasse is named after a section of Paris, France, on the left bank of the river Seine. The owner, recently retired, is of English and Iranian decent and shows his appreciation for French culture through his painstakingly crafted flaky pastry creations. Montparnasse opened roughly fifteen years ago and to this day still remains in a thriving business. Bastien shares, in a French accented dialect, "The business is..ehh..ah steady, mostly locals come in a lot because we are kind of hidden." If you are lucky enough to stumble off the beaten path and onto Thackeray Street then you are well on your way to finding one of Kensington's hidden treasures. London is a city littered with mazes. I've once heard the infrastructure being referred to "as if it were a pile of spaghetti." Spaghetti aside, Montparnasse is an experience hoarded by the local inhabitants of W8 (West 8) and not many tourists venture too far off the main roads. If you are searching for a great place for breakfast or lunch, or even an on the go snack, Montparnasse offers many different dishes that are sure to appeal to even the pickiest of pallets. Well known amongst the locals, the omelets are sensational and regarded as one of the best dishes to order. Also on the menu is anything from 'Vegetarien' dishes to 'Mexicain' or even your American burger with a French twist such as goat's cheese. Don't be afraid to wander off the beaten path, especially in London, where one wrong turn can open some of the best smelling doors..