Baguettes

This morning I was waiting for my bacon buttie and the chain sandwhich place near my office and saw that they were baking baguettes behind the counter and it made me nostalgic for April and Paris. April 21st to be specific when we went to the flea markets and wandered around eating thick crusty baguette sandwhices, mine was with ham, cheese and hard boiled egg. Such a perfect simple sanwhich eaten with a bottle of Orangina while looking at stall after stall of gilt edged antiques in the heat of the sun.

The memory of this is like an oasis after 15+ days of rain