After pretending to be tourists at admiring every part of Pike Place Market (with the imperfect yet somehow still perfect stone tiling on the ground path...the boiling enthusiasm of the men tossing fish all over the place in the fish market...the bustling crowds among the small shops that sold things ranging from freshly plucked flowers to bottles of flavored olive oil...), my family and I sat in our favorite cafe in the area...Le Panier, and all the French aura and stimulating coffee drinks that come with it.
You can already tell from the second photo that this cafe is a little piece of France in itself, a world that shelters itself from the piece of Seattle that occurs on the other side of the row of windows. As you walk down the short flight of stairs to the cafe and step out of the street of the market, you are welcomed by the subtle acoustic French music that blends as nicely with the voices of the customers as does a shot of espresso with the mug of freshly steamed milk, that fuse together into the latte I ordered and lost myself in (in the first photo); the gleaming yellow lights, the lovely display of French tartes and pâtes that look like they were made just minutes ago, and the black-and-white photos of all-encompassing angles of Paris...these other little things about Le Panier may also put you in a trance.
Their lattes are finely crafted, as they never cease to please you with foam designs made with heart...which was why despite the 75 degree weather, I ordered a hot latte instead of iced. I didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to lose myself not only in the latte but also in the decoration sitting on top of it.
Le Panier translates from French to "the basket"--And to me, there is no other way to see that than as a basket of pastries and authentic drinks, a basket of France that sits among the bustling shops and aura of Seattle, waiting for you to step inside and be absorbed in a place that's another world away.