Café Chocolat

One sunny morning during my autumn stay in Paris, I came across a pink-and-white café that looked straight out of a magical world.

The decorations inside and outside resembled sweets, chocolate, cotton candy, and candy canes.

Mysteriously, there was no one inside, though the door was open.

I sat at a table by the window, admiring the pink and white flowers in red flower pots outside.

Suddenly, I noticed a white cup and saucer made of fine china, decorated with hand-painted pink flowers, resting on the table.

The smell was delightful, sweet hot chocolate with cream.

Served by a rabbit.