Back from the holidays, the months of November and December just flew by. Both months greeted me with a lot of warm hugs and hellos with family reunions and celebrations, kids coming home from college and out of town vacations. I felt like I danced with different rhythms of life and loved it.
January is almost over and all of a sudden the music changed into a slower rhythm. Slow mornings like today made me realize that adjusting to life in St. Louis took a back seat. The past two months were all things holiday and family fun. As I go back to the "normal" rhythm of life I would also like to bring back a feature I started when I just moved here to STL: All Good Things St. Louis. Today I will take you to Rue Lafayette.
I still had a few more boxes to unpack when my kids from college and my brother from the Philippines came to visit in time for Thanksgiving. So while I was showing them around our new neighborhood, we came across this French Cafe, which was a few steps away from where we live. Guess what prompted us to stop by.... Was it the quaint facade? Maybe...
OK, it was because of these signs! What with my brother who just came from a tropical country and my girls from California, the cold temperature begged for a cup of hot chocolate... and boy did these signs call our names.
We were greeted with an ecclectic entry way... and my heart skipped a beat as I loved the vibe of the cafe. The cafe is within a boutique where you find antiques, jewelry and even French soap. A kindred spirit enclave, and I felt right at home. In retrospect it was not the ambience that made me fall in love with the place, it was the friendly staff and owner, Araceli. She came up to us and figured we were new in town. And our conversation flowed like we've met before. Being a transplant herself she knew how it was to be in a totally new place so she made us comfortable. She even gave us tickets to take my visitors around. Her gesture was like a warm hug that said we got the right place in the right neighborhood.
Our firsr order? You bet it had to be "the best hot chocolate in the world", and boy did it really delight us. With temperatures in the mid-40's (Farenheit), a warm frothy mug of chocolate hit the spot.
The croissant is also highly recommended. It's flaky, buttery and fresh. And the macarons, those delicate French macarons, transported us to Paris.
Ok we might have indulged a little bit... and to think that it's breakfast. But for my girls who were just fresh from a red-eye flight from Cali, and for my brother who was still jet-lagged from his 30 hour flight from Manila, they needed the sugar... and it was a sure way to welcome them in my new city, and my new neighborhood.
I was glad we made the un-planned pit stop... Rue Lafayette showed the best of my new neighborhood... And as I saw the now empty plates, and the smiles from my brother and my girls, all are good signs to know that I am home...
Guess who was at the Rue today? It's Mayor Slay! Here are some snapshots we took.
|Araceli (the owner) is the lady on the left and Mayor Slay is the gentleman on my right.|
|with Vicky Destre of Victoria Destre Designs and Richard Flemings|