The French chattering behind the counter makes me giddy with wanderlust. I take a bite, listen to the French, tap my heels together three times...there's no place like Paris, no place like Paris. Douceur de France, again and again again.
I don't understand why you continue to torture me with these gorgeous photos... what have I done to you? How can I get there so I can sample this stuff? Yum... your photography is really fantastic.
I don't understand why you continue to torture me with these gorgeous photos... what have I done to you? How can I get there so I can sample this stuff?
ReplyDeleteYum... your photography is really fantastic.