It's a family run place that feels like a family run place. It's small and they serve treats that they've been making the exact same way for generations. It's RIDICULOUSLY good. I tend to get a bit carried away and feel sick from sugar overload because this place forces my self control and sense of moderation out the proverbial window.
I've been all over the world and the cream horn here is in the same league as the finest patisseries in France or anywhere else. Please do yourself a favor and eat one today. Don't share it with anyone. Eat it alone in your car with the radio off and your eyes closed so you aren't distracted. Then come back here and thank me. Wow. My God it's good.