i am not one to brag, or believe in higher powers, but the leek and ham flamiche i made for dinner tonight is, in a word, divine. and i'm not even an old french baker woman. a slice of flamiche, a fresh herb salad with dijon vinaigrette i whipped up, and several glasses of lillet and ooh.la.la!
if i squint, i might be able to trick myself into thinking i was at a streetside café in avignon. which would be welcome given the fact that last night i didn't sleep well, i dreamed i got crabs, again, and had a torturous exam today that i am not even confident i passed. but when all is said and done, a nice meal can make it all go away. heuresement.
in the background::quand tout sera fini:annie villeneuve
1 comment:
I might have known making flamiche involves mincing.
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