Mam par Stéphanie Le Quellec

Madeleines and tartes gourmandes on the counter

The madeleines are the clearest first order at Mam par Stéphanie Le Quellec, and the tartes gourmandes sit beside them as the other sweet worth planning around. A madeleine is a small shell-backed sponge that is only ever as good as the hour it was baked in, which makes it a fair test of any Paris counter that puts one out.

Both are classical French pastry made without flourish, and that is the register the whole shop works in. Nothing here is built for a photograph first. The tartes gourmandes are the sharing option of the two, and they are what to take if the visit is feeding more than one person.

A maison de cuisine rather than a pastry shop

Stéphanie Le Quellec is the chef-owner, and the house describes itself as a maison de cuisine: pâtisserie and bakery on one side, traiteur and épicerie on the other. A visit can be as small as a madeleine or as complete as the makings of dinner carried out in a bag.

Pot au feu, soups, salades du jour and nuggets maison make up the savoury list, and it reads as home cooking done properly rather than as restaurant plating. Pot au feu, the slow-simmered beef and vegetable dish that anchors French domestic cooking, is the one that gives the address its character: familiar, unhurried and unshowy. The salade du jour changes with what the kitchen has, so it is worth asking about rather than counting on.

A warm Paris room with classical intent

The room is warm and homey, sober and rigorously clean, and closer to elegant than to casual. It is a shop rather than a dining room, which suits a house that expects most of what it makes to leave with somebody.

AD France included Mam among its 28 best pâtisseries in Paris for 2026, the recognition most often attached to the address. For a first visit, take the madeleines, add a tarte gourmande, and let the traiteur counter decide the savoury half of the bag. It is a straightforward way to eat well from a kitchen with a serious name behind it, and nothing is dressed up beyond what it is, which is rare for a Paris address carrying a chef’s name on the sign.