"Now it's almost no longer true that we were in the Croque Paris in Flensburg, on 30. March 2016. But from the start. My darling told me she had just read something and therefore appetite for a big one. Then I answered that she knew that I neither drink cognac nor other brandy nor drink warm. She looked amazing and laughed, she said CROQUE, that's what to eat... How would I know, she already knew. We'll find the store and enter it, all empty. We hardly sit a young woman with the card and order a drink first. The selection of the croque took a little longer. I had to read through the map first, so get an overview. We were able to partly observe in the kitchen and her and the compilation of the croque. It went fast and clean. Only from time to time was a telephone order made and the orders of the two drivers were delayed our own food supply. But we didn't really find it bad, it was an end to hunger. We have ordered all others (or another) and we have promised mutual costs. Both were deliciously fresh, totally delicious and large, so there was a small piece for the other. Marriage issues arise: A croque is the French variant of the sandwich, i.e. a covered baguette. Croque comes from the French Croquer crack, crack, bites, bites... We were tired and satisfied and therefore I would like to recommend the store here. Before I forget, I have to correct myself, but it must be here: it was CROQUEWETTER and what one!"
