No Chocolate Croissants or Cheesecake
NOVEMBER 2, 2007
The French do breakfast well
le petit déjeuner...
the little break fast...
It's our third morning home and there are no
chocolate croissants in the house...
and I have a cold
so it is garlic tea and chicken soup for me...
But I keep dreaming of breakfast crepes
from the Rue de Cler in Paris...
le petit déjeuner...
the little break fast...
It's our third morning home and there are no
chocolate croissants in the house...
and I have a cold
so it is garlic tea and chicken soup for me...
But I keep dreaming of breakfast crepes
from the Rue de Cler in Paris...
or cheesecake...
Chessecake you ask?
For breakfast?
That's what they have for breakfast in Provence...
Chessecake you ask?
For breakfast?
That's what they have for breakfast in Provence...
Just look at these empty plates almost licked clean...
That lone piece didn't last long either...
Even the bees in Provence eat breakfast well...
Even the bees in Provence eat breakfast well...
Photos: Petit de'jeuner at our hotel, La Tulipe on Rue Malar, a truly delightful place to stay in the 7th arrondesmont, Paris; breakfast crepes being made on the Rue de Cler (oh for some Nutella right now...); Cheesecake made by Corey's dear friend Cynthia in Corey's kitchen; and a bee on Corey's window sill slurping up chessecake juice from where the hot cheesecakes cooled the night before in the chill of the Provence air.
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