There is no equal. Croissants' veneer breaks into a thousand pieces with a flakey interior. These are ripped open over, not beside, your coffee. Confiture et buerre are superfluous. Baguettes are exquisite with their thin glassy crust and chewy interior. One does not bite into them, one rips them apart - again, over the meal. I leave nothing for the birds.
A friend remembered my description of the Parisian baguette and actually brought one back and left it on my doorstep. It was used as a bat on an apple and shattered everywhere.