LaughAtlantis

I went downstairs and started to make myself a bowl of cereal when I noticed that I still had brie and some nice bread from earlier this week. I love bread and brie. Occasionally I will get some bread and brie and grapes and I'll sit outside and pretend to be French.

When Rod & I were in Paris last year, we sat in the Luxembourg gardens and ate bread from a local bakery and brie from a fromagerie. Sadly, the brie in Paris was nasty. It was like brie mixed with gorgonzola and spiced up with some lovely toe jam.

Rod and I soon turned to bread and Nutella. You can't go wrong with chocolate hazelnut spread.