A warm happy memory

A year ago at this time I was preparing to go to France. I was making long lists of things to pack, lamenting my horrible passport photo I am stuck with until I am 32, and tentatively picking out gifts for my host family. A little while later I was in Anncey, a town near the French Alps, on a weekend trip with friends. We had this little picnic by the lake. Tapinade, cheese, fresh cherries, and my contribution, brioche with dried fruit and nuts. I remember thinking at the time I was spending too much money, but now not knowing when I will eat such a thing again I am glad I spent the money.


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