
Crêpes & café
Sunday morning. It is very warm for this time of year. I am sitting on my balcony overlooking a courtyard. It is quiet, but from around the corner I can hear the traditional corals of the Bulgarian Christian Orthodox church traveling towards me. Purple flowers are planted in a pot next to me.
I am having my breakfast and it is delightful, I have to say. I believe, at this moment, I do know where I am.
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22/09/2009 at 02:43
Mandolin
A little lemon water would keep your pears from browning. Lovely, though!
22/09/2009 at 08:00
lbrassaw
And if they are cooked in brown sugar and butter?