Paulette.

During Winter Break this easily became my favorite place in San Francisco very fast. Paulette an adorable little French macaroon shop located in Hayes Valley. I fell in love almost instantaneously when walking by. The owner was standing outside with the sweetest smile on her face when I decided to step inside and take a quick peek that's when I realized that this was the loveliest little gem I had ever accidentally bumped into. A shop with only two round tables and a very modern couch sitting in the far back. The counter top was filled with so many different kinds of macaroons and a darling little espresso machine. I found myself coming here weekly ordering two (more like five)  macaroons with a double espresso. Every afternoon French music would fill the shop Piaf to be precise; I would fall into sort of a trance believing I was in France sitting in a quaint little cafe sipping my espresso and reading poems of John Keats. A girl can dream right??! I soon became great friends with the owner/saleswoman I never did get her name sadly(I deeply wished it was Paulette) who even gave me a small box of macaroons on my last visit before I left...her kindness melted my heart she was from Paris and I could tell from her eyes when she spoke about it, that she missed it ever so much; the look in her eyes were similar to the way I look when I speak of San Francisco. I guess you could say we both left our hearts in cities we love...