Sunday's is to be embarked on a day when it is quieter, can relax a little, and perhaps even what does good. Man mümmelt keep a little deeper into the ceiling, and hesitates to stand up for so long out and then it is definitely too late for 'ne bland bowl of cereal. For lunch it is then but still a little early, or you just do not feel well on Sunday such a shoot to exclude, to roast and eat them then. So what makes
shrewd weekend tripper?
He comes up with something!
my brilliant idea had severally yesterday while strolling through the tourist Contaminated Montmartre, and between all the wine shops, small fish shops and gourmet temples I hit on the idea:
luncheon!
So a small Zmorge / Zmittag that both fills the stomach but at the same light, loose and comfy. to prove
whole plates with various most breads, muesli, jam, bacon and eggs for a one-man operation like this with me but a bit exaggerated, I will limit myself on just basic necessities. So really the least. Modestly and without great bells and whistles:
something smoked salmon, toast and a glass of soda!
You say you sure that's your typical Shindi! The old lovers!
right!
But somehow it fits here, but also to Paris, something Carpe Diem and a slightly decadent penchant for culinary extravagance.
Well, the salmon comes from Norway, from Freixenet sparkling forged in Spain, and a little more English than there are hardly believe Tosti, but I am something of the matter and I enjoy my little luncheon's on most!
Na Prost and times for you all a happy Sunday!
shrewd weekend tripper?
He comes up with something!
my brilliant idea had severally yesterday while strolling through the tourist Contaminated Montmartre, and between all the wine shops, small fish shops and gourmet temples I hit on the idea:
luncheon!
So a small Zmorge / Zmittag that both fills the stomach but at the same light, loose and comfy. to prove
whole plates with various most breads, muesli, jam, bacon and eggs for a one-man operation like this with me but a bit exaggerated, I will limit myself on just basic necessities. So really the least. Modestly and without great bells and whistles:
something smoked salmon, toast and a glass of soda!
You say you sure that's your typical Shindi! The old lovers!
right!
But somehow it fits here, but also to Paris, something Carpe Diem and a slightly decadent penchant for culinary extravagance.
Well, the salmon comes from Norway, from Freixenet sparkling forged in Spain, and a little more English than there are hardly believe Tosti, but I am something of the matter and I enjoy my little luncheon's on most!
Na Prost and times for you all a happy Sunday!