The pretty suburb is bordered by hectares of forest (Picture: Musiam-Paris/Kristina Beanland)

‘This might be the best thing I’ve ever put in my mouth,’ my friend says, mopping up the crumbs on her plate.

We’re sitting outside Nanana Coffeeshop in Meudon, a suburb of Paris , eating a brioche à la vergeoise brune, best described as a slice of pure heaven.

Just five miles from the centre of the City of Love, if this were London , we’d still be in the heart of the capital.

To Parisians, though, Meudon might as well be in Belgium .

‘People think I’ve left Paris,’ my pal, who moved here just over a year ago, tells me. ‘But you can get into the city in 20 minutes.’

Meudon sits on a hill on the south of the Seine, in the shadow of a 32m high railway viaduct, and bordered by a fores

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