I wouldn't mind being in southern France eating flan, listening to french children speak and waiting for the church bell to ring again.
Jennifer and I in southern France 1977.
Before visiting any city, Jennifer has to know there is a french bakery close by. As it happens, a new one just popped up in the neighborhood, the Baguette Cafe. Our family almost had a real french bakery here in Vegas once. My french uncle owned a Boulangerie(bakery) in Nice, France for many years and for a time considered opening one in Vegas. This would have definitely been a convenience for me with free baguettes. Still, Baquette Cafe is french owned and that's good enough for us. Baguette Cafe is located in a weird spot, within some sort of industrial park. But you learn quickly, weird spots are the charm of Vegas's many mysteries. Since Las Vegas is built on a grid like plan, the cafe is not that hard to find. Baguette Cafe..... que c'est délicieux!
The flan photo above - not mine.