Confisserie Bachman. Bluemenrain
I've never been a fan of public transport. We're kinda spoilt that way. But every time the tram pulled towards Schifflande, I loved it. The Riverside, the main part of Basel, the views-it couldn't get more Basel than this. We had to shoot a few photos for our blog, and then meet one of Pragati's friends. And that's when I went to Confisserie Bachman.
The indoors were pristine white, the desserts were sparkling at the counter, and the waitresses looked as if they stepped straight out of a TV commercial. Mind you, I'd been in Switzerland for 15 days and had gotten used to paying 5 Francs for a cup of coffee but it's still expensive, even there. This was the first time I was seeing the fancy-smanshy side of Basel. The bakes, from croissants to baguettes are just as good as the strudel, praline, and truffles. You'd find a lot of reviews on TripAdvisor telling you the coffee was too expensive, but if you have a thing for cafes, go for it.
Brasserie Baselstab Movenpick, Marktplatz
You'd think since it was cold 9 months out of 12, the Swiss would barely eat ice cream. You're wrong. Just like I was. Movenpick has a beautiful outdoor sitting area on a street overlooking Marktplatz and almost everybody is eating ice cream. Since it's a cafe and a restaurant, you can either order coffee, lunch, dessert, or just everything. We started with coffee and books, and I insisted we have the black burger (which was perfectly seasoned) with fresh juice. And a beer. And I'm pretty sure Pragati had Movenpick's signature ice cream.