308. The Best Breakfast Routine

One of the novelties of spending a few weeks living in central Paris (well, the 11th arrondissement) was that your daily routine became all very Parisian. Especially because our awful, tiny hotel room didn’t have a fridge, or any kind of cooling, just a giant window with constant sun streaming in to make it feel like a sauna. Not ideal for food storage. So every morning when we woke up (usually closer to lunchtime, as we got stuck there for so long that our timetable became quite¬†leisurely) we would head down to the local fromagerie, pick out a new cheese to sample, the bakery for some fresh croissants (and occasionally other beautiful looking pastries/desserts), pop in to the local green grocer for fresh veges and the charcuterie for some ham, where the butcher was one of the few people who nodded in encouragement as I tried to order in French, rather than scoff rudely at my lack of knowledge of what was obviously the only language one need ever know in the world.. Not the most time- efficient routine, but great for a fresh, cheap, gourmet breakfast, and oh so novel!IMG_3604 (640x480) IMG_3602 (640x480) IMG_3605 (640x480) IMG_3601 (640x480)