My first breakfast in the French Rivera was long anticipated but far from healthy. It was absolutely the best almond croissant ever and I didn’t have to go far for it. The highly popular cafe, Chez Maitre Pierre was outside the door of our hotel on Rue Massena. The nutritionist in me had to at least try to balance out my meal with some freshly squeezed orange juice. When I looked around the cafe, this is pretty much standard breakfast for the French. I wonder if the American high protein powerpack breakfast trend will catch on here anytime soon?