On the Rue Cler in Paris, vendors sell flowers and crepes out of stalls. Cafes pour lattes and cafe au lait into mugs the size of your head, sipped on outdoor tables with a croissant on the side. Tourists pop into Ladurée for rose-cardamom macarons, while locals shop for groceries at the fromagerie and la Sablaise. Anyone walking down the Rue Cler can find sushi, quiche, ice cream, and bonbons, sold out of shops spilling out onto the street.
When Cindy Hymer first visited the Rue Cler, it was by accident — she was hunting for a cup of coffee in the seventh arrondissement, and stumbled across the
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