...in a land far, far away, there lived a...
I disappeared again, didn't I? Life has an uncanny way of getting away from me these days. Sure, I've got stuff to say. But when do I say it?
So, today, I bring you...
The most depressing excuse I've ever seen for a chocolate croissant. It comes from our local 'European' bakery. And it sure does make me long for one of those Europen breakfasts I've craved since the day we flew home from London. You know--almost four years ago.
The coffee. Those croissants (the real ones). Easily, one of my fondest memories of our honeymoon.