One of my favorite memories of living in France was enjoying a long breakfast.
You can’t go wrong with what is available.
The best butter and bread in the world, home made confiture (jam) from the neighbor, yogurt and fromage blanc to die for, fresh squeezed juice and killer coffee to wash it all down.

Our jet lagged selves ate breakfast at 1:30 in the afternoon.
It was heaven!

Then, we actually got to sit back and reflect on our time in the U.S.
Oh, and of course, realize how dang lucky we are!





Have you ever seen a chandelier as cool as this?