Along the generally disappointing Nowy Świat, stands something truly special: Vincent - a French cafe, patisserie, and boulangerie. If you've had enough pączki in your day, and way too many perfectly assembled lattes with whipped cream and chocolate syrup on top (why would you do that?) - I have no guilt saying Vincent is the most enjoyable cafe on the block . Here the incredible aroma of coffee and butter will overwhelm you the moment you open the door, not to mention the amazing array of pastries and breads you will be faced with. Regrettably locked away in a display refrigerator are a variety of pies and quiches (regrettably because i would have stolen the lot and ran back to Krakow). On the bar is the where the real mouth-watering begins as a headache inducing (mostly caused by one's mind screaming "WHY DON'T I LIVE HERE??") selection of artisanal breads, baguettes, raisin buns, pains au chocolat, and swiss danishes with every intelligently-chosen filling lay out in mockery of my growing belly and my ever-shrinking will. Being surrounded by photos of a Paris skyline may be cliche to some, but they can frankly not come here and leave all the pastries to me. After experiencing a heavenly slice of apple cake with a caramelized and crumbly crust coupled with a perfect espresso macchiato I think I will have to consider a new life as the Quasimodo of Vincent cafe, hanging out above the bakery vents and drooling until I pass out.

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