Birthday French Things, From... Japan?

Lovely French-inspired desserts, from L-R: egg pudding, strawberry-pistachio meringues, maple bar, hazelnut meringues. All GF but the maple bar.

I'll definitely post more on French things soon... I'm amassing quite a collection of French signage that needs to be documented. For now, have fun with this lovely spread of treats we purchased from a French-themed pâtisserie and chocolatier that is down the street from our house. Everything is incredibly delicious and artfully made. At the shop you can watch the bakers while you eat fresh croissants and drink coffee, if you like. It's pretty intense.

If you can't read the wrappers, here's what they say.
Le Cerisier d'amour, depuis 1976, La pâtisserie que profite de la matiere delicieuse.
The Cherry tree of love, since 1976, The pastry that takes advantage of the delicious matter.

They probably mean to say, "The pastry that benefits from delicious ingredients." As for "cherry tree of love," it makes a lot of sense when you know that the Japanese love cherry trees. Cherry blossoms are very famous here, not to mention one of the most beautiful spring scenes. And hey, they used "depuis" correctly; I remember that being a very difficult word for students of French to use properly! So kudos.

By the way, the maple bar is named a "financier," which means "financial" in French.

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