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I can feel the pounds go on as I look at your artfully taken photo. I hope you can live with the guilt. 😀 LikeLike
I love this! The title, and the photos. My kids lived on baguettes when we were there! Part of our ritual was stopping for bread and cheese (and wine!) at the little corner shop on the way back to our flat. LikeLike Reply
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janet
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Cute post – and you pulled me in with the bread. Gotta love it.
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Pat — That bread is dangerous! 🙂
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I can feel the pounds go on as I look at your artfully taken photo. I hope you can live with the guilt. 😀
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Yeah, they got that right, didn’t they?!
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Yep. 🙂
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I love this! The title, and the photos. My kids lived on baguettes when we were there! Part of our ritual was stopping for bread and cheese (and wine!) at the little corner shop on the way back to our flat.
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Nothing like filling up a grocery tote with delectables from a French marche’.
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yummy…I want some
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Reach out and have a virtual taste. 🙂
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