On sunny mornings I walk over to Duboce Park Café to write in my notebook while having breakfast nibbles. Café au lait or hot chai accompany a buttery croissant, which I dip into the foam, making little melt-in-your-mouth bits of hot, gooey croissant with still-flakey edges. Sooo delicious. I get the feeling that this is not the most polite way to enjoy one’s morning pastry, but that makes it all the more illicitly enjoyable, n’est pas?
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