There isn't much that hasn't been written about Poilâne bread - I've heard of people moving to Paris so they could have their daily bread here. Tragedy struck Poilâne when the original owner, Lionel, died in a helicopter crash with his wife and dog. Now his daughter, Apollonia, who went to Harvard, runs the company and its growing worldwide operations.
It really is that good. A quarter of each large signature sphered loaf is enough for a week - the bread even gets better a couple of days after you buy it. It is absolutely perfect for grilled sandwiches and made with just four ingredients (sourdough, stoneground wheat flour, water & sea salt).
Now there are two Poilâne locations in London and it's only a matter of time before they decide to take over New York City. But my favorite memories of Paris will always include the original Poilâne in Saint-Germain-des-Prés on rue du Cherche-Midi, and picking up a small raisin roll with chewy raisins and a hard crust for breakfast. The apple tartlet is delicious too!