Beautiful Poetry, Beautiful Food and France’s ‘Boulangeries’

Ever have this daydream? You decide to take a break after writing all morning. When you step outside, instead of your ho-hum suburban neighborhood, you find yourself in one of the most beautiful villages in southern France. Breathe that bracing air! What a gorgeous, deep blue cloudless sky! Love the quaint cobblestone streets, ivy climbing […]

via two scrumptious food poems from barbara crooker’s new book Les Fauves — Jama’s Alphabet Soup

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