I stopped in this morning for a little something to jumpstart My Love's Birthday weekend.
As I stood in line I tried to take in everything...the decor, food and drink menu items, and overall feel. If authentic French cafes are anything like this place, BOOK ME A TICKET!
Everyone was sitting doing their own thing just enjoying the moment. I attempted to read the menu items in my French voice in my head, but they came out sounding more like Spanish...wished my son was there.
I ordered the Provence BLT for us to share, two palmiers because I hardly ever share sweets, and an iced coffee with vanilla (not sure of the French name).
I conveniently left the items in the car so that when we hopped in to begin his birthday weekend..."Well whaddayaknow breakfast for our ride out to the vineyards!" Needless to say, the BLT still tasted amazing. It hadn't become soggy or anything, he loved it! And those palmiers, the lady who took my order told me something about it being coated over and over in butter and sugar and I was sold. It was flakey and sweet and just plain yummy!
It was a perfect beginning to what was a perfect day and weekend!