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From the
outside, Compagnie
Générale de Biscuiterie is a low-slung
place, resembling a workshop of some sort, rather than a
pâtisserie, located on the way up to Sacré Cœur, in Montmartre. I made
the trek up there to check it out because I was interested in the one
thing the low-key place makes: cookies.
The French
use the word “cookies” primarily to refer to chocolate chip cookies, but
they have several other words in their vocabulary for the bite-sized
treats, including (but not limited to) madeleines,
sablés,
petites gâteaux, croquantes, palets, galettes, and biscuits. No matter
what you call them, I like them all.
 I heard
about the biscuiterie because
apparently the shop had a press opening and saw a few articles that
attendees posted about it a while back. I’m not always so savvy about
those things and feel like a dork standing there on the sidelines. And
there was that one time in the Marais that I got chased by the owner down
the sidewalk, who thought I was a freeloader. (Hmmm…maybe I was?) Or the
messages are to attend events in far-away places, or have
nothing to do with me, i.e.: samples of Paleo jams, New Year’s Eve events
in Sri Lanka (yes, really), and male “enhancements” that, although I’m in
my mid-fifties, I’m not quite ready for. (Although I should probably hold
on to some of those for the future.)
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