Sadaharu Aoki has now been firmly established on the Parisian scene, from the moment he whipped out his black sesame éclairs and his matcha layered slices. He now owns a few places in Paris as well as Japan, and I think he has cleverly and subtly managed to fuse French techniques with Japanese flavours.
So on the Sunday, after the marathon had been run and the champion showered, we were both starving but it was already mid-afternoon and there couldn't be anything too heavy involved. I suggested we board the bus that conveniently left from behind our hotel to take us directly to one of Aoki's teahouses on the Boulevard de Port Royal.
There's a short drinks list, with many Japanese tea and you can select any pâtisserie from the counter, either reinterpretations of French classics such as millefeuilles (Napoleons) or éclairs, or jewel-like creations.