Chez Manon

The service is ABSOLUTELY AWFUL. I ordered two things and while the employee was packaging the bread, I walked up to the cashier. I told her someone is already preparing my order. She tells me in french to pay to her co-​worker and not her — totally fine. I take out my card and move to the side to look at the other pastries they have. There was a long line behind me and the cashier seemed like she wanted to take other orders so naturally, I MOVED TO THE SIDE. Then, the cashier begins YELLING at me. Not loudly speaking, but YELLING. She continues to yell «NON, MADAME.» Utterly shocked and confused I look at her and her co-​worker. After yelling at me 3 times in french that «I must pay her coworker,» she yells in english, «YOU PAY MY CO-​WORKER, BUT HERE.» Her co-​worker knew that I spoke french because I ordered and conversed with her in French (I live, study, and work in Paris). I glared at the co-​worker because I was furious at how rude the cashier was being and the co-​worker sheepishly smiled and ran over to me asking me if I wanted anything else, in french.
Overall, was it so wrong that I chose to move to the side and look at the pastries instead of standing directly in front of her for her to «monitor» me or something? Anyways, the cashier (the blonde one) was absolutely awful and rude. I’ve never experienced service like this in any part of the world. At first, I thought it must be because I’m Asian and so she just assumed I spoke no french (which would be odd because in the end, she clearly spoke english and if she assumed I didn’t speak french then why scream at me in french? Also, I was speaking to my mother in english in front of her so I cannot wrap my head around why she was acting like a legitimate psychopath.)
Oh, and the bread is subpar. If you are a tourist going around Le Marais, avoid this place at all costs. It’s pretty expensive, nothing great, and you can honestly get a better baguette from a G20 than here. Not worth it, never going back. I’ve read over reviews of this place and it seems like other people have had pretty bad experiences here too.

Nice selection of pastries, we tried apricot tart, lemon meringue tartelette and the other one on the picture I forgot the name. The best one was the apricot tart, nicely baked, juicy pieces of apricot and pistachio fluffy base! It was a delightful treat. The other two were OK, but not the best of its kind.
I would definitely try some other stuff there though because it looks just too beautiful and good to be ignored! :D

Depuis qu’ils ont refait leur boulangerie, ils ont du oublier le boulanger car les croissants ont tout simplement l’air d’avoir été congelés puis cuits.
Je n’y retournerai pas.

Que diriez-​vous d’un petit gâteau chez Manon? Vous aurez de quoi vous régaler avec le «Paradis» ou l“Excellence”, mais pour ma part, je vous recommande le «Sacher», succulent dessert viennois au chocolat, une vraie tuerie! De plus, les prix sont raisonnables et les employées sont adorables, alors n’hésitez pas!

Ma sœur m’a ramené des macarons et des espèces de petites bouchées.
Alors pour commencer, les bouchées sont simplement des financiers mais sous une autre forme, pourquoi pas après tout me diriez vous, sauf que vu la taille on s’en enfile 3 – 4 à la suite (pas grave l’été c’est fini, mon objectif bikini n’est plus d’actualité).
Niveau goût c’est pas extraordinaire, c’est pas affreux non plus mais pas transcendée, car un peu sec.
Quand aux macarons j’en es goûté 2: fraise tagada et café. Alors le goût du macaron est bien la, ils sont bons, mais un peu mous (peut être la chaleur ?)

Le pain n’est vraiment terrible, le service est nul (la patronne criait sur les clients lorsqu’ils demandaient des croissants malheureusement encore dans four a 10:40 un samedi matin) dommage pour une boulangerie si bien située. Préférez la boulangerie rue de Saintonge qui est l’une des meilleures de Paris.

C’était une bonne boulangerie du temps où elle s’appelait La Fougasse mais depuis le changement de propriétaire, c’est cher pour ce que c’est, la qualité des produits a grandement diminué, contrairement aux prix. Dommage…

whoops. tiny ants crawling all over my chorizo-​laced baguette a few nights ago– over a dozen ants spotted in the bag containing the baguette, which was transported directly from Manon’s counter to our apartment via less than four blocks. For a moment I thought it was time to find a new favorite bakery in Le Marias!
I subsequently discussed this with the woman who works in the mornings and she was apologetic and gave me a refund for the baguette. I had to take a couple days off from here as a result, but returned this morning for my usual pain au chocolat and was not disappointed.

I told the crew that we were heatseeking some delicious macarons later in the evening (
). But somehow one of the gang snuck away when we were shopping in Le Marais and ended up with a six-​pack of macarons from Chez Manon.
The macarons aren’t terrible and still beat the pants off what you can get in the states. BUT, Chez Manon’s macarons can’t sniff Pierre Herme or Laduree’s when it comes to texture, taste and complexity. Well that’s fine. Chez Manon is a patisserie first, boulangerie second. Or maybe that’s flip-​flopped. Ipso facto, Macarons are just an added bonus for them, not the primary attraction.
Grading on a curve, and talking strictly their macarons, it’s a 3*-4* almond cookie experience. Place sure smelled fantastic, though.

Chez Manon was a gem of a find in le Marais district in Paris. There is a common french saying that if you are either good a baker or pastry chef; never both. Chez Manon gives that saying a run for its money with its perfect breads, pastries, cakes and other delectable baked goods at very reasonable prices.
Manon, the sweet and friendly owner, is often seen hands-​on working the cashier, toasting your sandwich or wrapping up macarons for gifts. This place is bustling at all hours of the day so examine the immaculate window display of sweet treats and be prepared to order! Pointing is fine, just don’t hold up the line like a tourist or you’ll find yourself being pushed aside in a huff by busybody Parisians :)