From Goûter to Déjeuner

That day in February, so long ago, was cold and blustery and snowy.  As the flurries turned into inches on the ground, the thought of something comforting came to mind.  She opened the fridge to find it empty.  Next up, the cupboards. While there was food to be eaten, nothing was calling her like the … Continue reading From Goûter to Déjeuner