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Award-winning baguettes in Montmartre

It was drizzly and cold as we climbed up the street from the métro station to the rue des Abbesses but we hardly noticed. As part of the bakery tours organized by the Bread Bakers Guild of America, we were on our way to Au Levain d’antan (6, rue des Abbesses), the bakery who won the best baguette in Paris award in 2011, and we were excited. The owner, Monsieur Barillon, was away in Japan but he and his wife had kindly agreed to let les boulangers américains visit the lab and talk to Jean-Luc, the head baker.



The baguette which wins the prestigious award becomes a staple at Palais de l’Élysée (the French equivalent of the White House) for a year. Eating the best bread in Paris everyday, now that’s a presidential perk I truly envy! If I lived in France, it might even be enough to make me want to run for office… 
Since the baguette is presidential material, I thought its specs might be a secret d’État (a state secret) but no, Jean-Luc kindly agreed to answer our questions: the baguette is made with T65 flour (the only flour that can be used by law in baguettes Tradition, it contains no additive whatsoever) over a 6-hour period (from start to finish), using .8% of yeast and 74% water. It is autolysed for 45 minutes and mixed for 17 minutes on first speed. It ferments in the mixer for one hour with one fold at the 30-minute mark.
Another fold is done just before taking out of the mixer and divided into several bins. It ferments for another hour in the bins, then it is divided and shaped. Proofing time is an hour. The baguettes you see Jean-Luc dust with flour had been shaped an hour earlier. 
We had a taste before we left (Jean-Luc even gave us a few baguettes to take with us). The crust was delicate and crunchy at the same time and the crumb literally melted in the mouth. I thought the taste was rather bland but then that has been the case with all of the “best baguettes in Paris” we tasted so far during these bakery visits. That’s because bread -and especially the baguette which is eaten daily at every meal- is not supposed to be the star. Its job is to accompany a dish or a cheese or any other type of food and showcase its flavor. From that perspective these baguettes are indeed ideal.

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March 8, 2012 · Filed Under: Bakeries, Paris, Travel · 9 Comments

Two more Parisian bakeries…

Today we had two BBGA-sponsored bakery visits on the agenda before heading out to Europain to cheer the US team during the presentation of its handiwork to the judges. The first visit was to Basile Kamir’s famous Moulin de la Vierge (105 rue Vercingétorix).  Le Moulin de la Vierge (literally the Virgin’s Mill) is located in a historic building and its painted ceilings and ornate display counters are truly a throwback to another time. As is often the case in a Paris bakery, the lab is in the cellar, accessible through a very steep staircase (almost a ladder). It is rather larger than a regular Paris lab but that may be because it is really out there on the outskirts of the city.
Basile Kamir started working on the premises in the late 70’s, albeit not as a baker: he was actually selling records for Richard Branson, his childhood friend and founder of a record mail-order company that would evolve into Virgin Records. The bakery (which dates back to 1907) had been abandoned for five years and the cellar was mostly a favorite hangout for spiders and mice. However the city of Paris had been demolishing the old buildings in the neighborhood to build new housing and soon threatened to take down the bakery as well (Kamir told us of countless power outings because excavators were tearing out underground power cables all around them). The only way to preserve the building was to make it an operational bakery again, which automatically made it off-limits to the wreckers. So he hired a baker with whom he apprenticed and the rest is history (you will find more details here).

M. Kamir showed us his LeFort wood-fired oven (you can read more on that oven in Dan Leader’s Bread Alone), describing how he discovered it behind thick curtains of cobwebs all these years ago and didn’t even know it was in working order until he had it checked by a descendant of the artisan who had originally put it in. He also showed us his levain (which had just been fed and wasn’t as aromatic as it would presumably be later in the day). We didn’t see any bread making as production happens in the afternoon but he told us how he came upon the name Moulin de la Vierge and I thought it too poetic not to pass it on: it so happened that at the time he had a Swedish girlfriend who was originally from Öland Island. He went there on vacation and fell under the spell both of the island and of the hundreds of windmills which dotted its rolling hills. That’s for the “moulin” part. As for “vierge” (which means “virgin”), it is a tribute to the early days when the bakery was a storage and mail-order center for Virgin Records. The fact that there is an eponymous street somewhere in the neighborhood is a mere coincidence.

The other bakery on our list for the morning was Boulangerie Voiriot (61, rue de la Glacière). We were not supposed to meet Monsieur Voiriot himself as he was going to be at Europain that morning but his son, who normally does the morning shift and was going to show us around, had injured his back and couldn’t make it to work.  I was of course very sorry to hear about the son’s medical problem and wish him a speedy recovery but I am delighted to have met with M. Voiriot himself. I didn’t take any pictures of him but if you click here, you’ll be able to meet him and his wife.
Christian Voiriot is passionate about his profession which he tirelessly advocates in baking schools, professional organizations and, as a judge, in national or international competitions. He says that he sometimes works from 3 AM to 10 PM and still wakes up happy the next day: “J’adore mon métier” (I love my job).
He keeps a liquid levain which he uses for his country bread. He has had that levain for many many years. Since the bakery is open year-round (just closed on weekends), he has never had to think about what to do with his levain during vacation-time but he says some of his fellow bakers successfully freeze theirs for three or four weeks with no adverse consequences. Any frozen levain would have to be brought back to room temperature and refreshed once a day for at least three days before showing any sign of activity. It should be usable again after a week.
As was the case in the first two bakeries I visited in Paris, I was struck by the diminutive size of the lab (55 sq. meters, i.e. less than 600 sq. feet). Throw in another 20 sq. meters (215 sq. feet) for the store and you’ll have the full dimensions of the premises. I didn’t take any notes (I was too busy translating back and forth) but I remember M. Voiriot saying that he had once been told he had the highest output rate per square meter for any bakery in Paris. Ten people share this space (three in the store, saven in the back) and they churn out picture-perfect breads, cakes, viennoiseries, sandwiches, etc. An amazing feat!
We were in a rush to get to Europain before the competition was over for the day and since we were not heading home, we didn’t buy any bread but Boulangerie Voiriot is definitely one I am keeping on my list for further visits.

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March 6, 2012 · Filed Under: Bakeries, Events, Paris, Travel · 5 Comments

A happy kind of bread line

Judging by the length of the line this morning outside Boulangerie Ducomte in Antony (a Paris suburb where we were invited to lunch at a friend’s house), the French are still very much in love with their boulangeries-pâtisseries. 

The air was laden with moisture and rather cold on that misty morning and all these people could easily have bought their breads and pastries at a nearby grande surface (supermarket) while stocking up on staples. Instead they were patiently and calmly waiting outside until it was their turn to be helped.  Despite the national propensity for jumping lines, nobody was shoving anybody aside or pretending to have forgotten something inside the shop in order to be served faster.  It was all very disciplined and quite focused as well once the display windows came into view. After all, choosing Sunday dessert is serious business…

Once the cake or pastries daintily wrapped or boxed, it was on to the bread counter and to the cashier.



The line moved forward slowly and methodically and the very same people we had seen shuffling benignly along the half-block and into the store now emerged with their arms or baskets bristling with crusty loaves and walked briskly away, a new sense of purpose on their faces.

Needless to say, I loved it! 

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March 5, 2012 · Filed Under: Travel · 3 Comments

Smile! It’s breakfast time at McDo…

I knew McDonald’s had heeded la différence and created a whole new breakfast menu for several of its restaurants in France (see article here in Le Figaro as translated by Google. The translation is  pretty funny but it still conveys the gist of the article, especially if one remembers to replace the word “wand” by “baguette” throughout the text. If you read French, the original is here).
But it is one thing to know and quite another to actually see with your own eyes and what my eyes did this morning upon glimpsing the McCafé which adorns the Avenue de la Gare in Antony (a Paris suburb) is bulge right out of my head! I couldn’t believe this was the same restaurant whose golden arches grace the landscape from sea to shining sea on the other side of the Atlantic. Come on in and see for yourself…

It was late morning and I didn’t see any McBaguettes: I guess they had all been spoken for already but the macaroons were out in force and looked very sympathiques. The waitress, sorry, barista, was quite amused to see me taking pictures. I explained that we lived en Amérique and that this was our first McCafé ever. She smiled indulgently.
I wish we had known about the McCafé and made plans to have breakfast there. But we had had our morning brew before getting on the train and anyway we were expected. So we said our goodbyes and left, postponing to another visit our first taste of the French exception as seen by McDonald’s.

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March 4, 2012 · Filed Under: Travel · 2 Comments

In Paris with bread on my mind…

Having arrived in Paris a couple of days ago for Europain, I had the great pleasure and honor of leading my first bakery tour yesterday on behalf of the Bread Bakers’ Guild of America. Being the appointed guide and interpreter, I couldn’t really take many pictures or any notes but I’ll share what I have.

We visited Boulangerie Julien (75 rue Saint-Honoré) and Maison Cohier  (270-272 rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré). “Les boulangers américains” (the American bakers) couldn’t have asked for a warmer and more gracious welcome. We were shown and explained everything and all our questions (of which there were many) were answered. Both Jean-Noël Julien and Jean-Pierre Cohier have received awards for their baguettes: Julien for best baguette in Paris in 1995 and Cohier for best baguette Tradition in Paris in 2006. Monsieur Cohier – who supplied the Elysée Palace with baguettes for three years and catered in the process to two successive presidents, Jacques Chirac and Nicolas Sarkozy – shared with us that Jacques Chirac liked his baguettes “bien cuites” (baked to a crusty brown) whereas the prevailing taste in today’s France is, sadly, for the opposite (a much blonder baguette).
Both bakers churn out an impressive amount of breads, cakes, viennoiseries, salads, sandwiches, etc. in a space that’s barely larger than the kitchen in many American homes (having no flour storage space at all, Monsieur Cohier gets his flour delivered every two or three days). As is often the case in Paris, the labs are located under the store in the cellar. Neither is air-conditioned, by choice. Monsieur Julien actually had the air-conditioning system dismantled because the workers kept getting sick. Room temperature was in the 20-22°C/68-72°F during our visit but I imagine it climbs way higher in the summer.

Both master bakers make their famous baguette tradition the same way: with no poolish or levain or any other kind of preferment. They use .6 % of yeast and go for a very short and gentle mixing (with three folds at 20 minutes’ intervals) then a long cold fermentation for 20 to 24 hours (Monsieur Cohier told us that on weekends the fermentation goes on for 48 hours and the resulting baguette has incomparable flavor). Then the baguettes get scaled and shaped (here the techniques differ: Julien uses a divider and a shaper whereas Cohier does everything by hand), they rest 45 minutes and they go into the oven.  In both cases, the ovens are electric and a different temperature is used for the sole and for the top.

Having bins of baguette dough fermenting at all times enables both bakeries to churn out loaves as needed all day long. Boulangerie Julien actually closes only two hours a day (in the late evening): the rest of the day and night it is bustling with activity. We visited on a Saturday morning and a large order of mini-viennoiseries (1500 pieces) had just gone out. They had been mixed and shaped the day before, frozen overnight (for ease of storage) and baked at dawn.
We asked Julien and Cohier whether they ever use levain: Cohier doesn’t. Julien uses a rye liquid levain in certain types of bread other than the baguettes but he doesn’t make or keep it himself. He buys it and gets it delivered. I had heard about German bakers subscribing to a levain delivery service but I didn’t know it was also done in France. Julien said that the logistics of keeping a firm levain would be mind-boggling with so many bakers working in shifts as fermentation would tend to get out of hand. The liquid levain was easier to handle.

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March 4, 2012 · Filed Under: Bakeries, Paris, Travel · 11 Comments

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