The church bells ring in the morning, the good bakery (there are several in our village, we call it the "good bakery," as not to be confused with the others.) has a line a mile long! Sacha stands waiting his turn to buy our baguettes. We anxiously await to Break-the-fast! The cafe au lait bowls are steaming hot with cafe or chocolat chaud! The end of the baguette, Sacha will tear off and eat on the walk home.
The baguettes are cut in long strips called, tartines. The mie (the soft tender part of the bread,) awaits to be robed with confiture de framboise ou creme de marron ( Raspberry jam or chestnut cream!) My mouth waters, the sun shines, and the morning chatter begins with the sound of the breaking of the bread!
photos: This morning’s breakfast at the kitchen table.
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