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go Colin!
has to be Marmite for me.
Mi piace una bella expresso o un cappuccinoâŚma preferibilmente su una terrazza da qualche parte!
Anchâio, non bevo mai un cappuccino a casa, non è lo stesso che al bar, pero voglio spesso un buon espresso a casa e al lavoro, per fortuna posso me ne farlo uno quando voglio
Not un cafe! But could that be a grand creme for elevenses - maybe even with a chocolatine?
A grand crème isnât that watery coffee with a bit of milk in though, it is a double espresso with milk in. I donât eat viennoiseries but occasionally have a grand crème - I am addicted to espressi
But as Andrew says they arenât the same in a bar, I love going to a zinc and having my coffee before going to work etc
Hey leave Cadburyâs alone please. I have many happy memories of that and galaxy bars. French people always telling me how infinitely superior their chocolate is! Humph!
2 petits cafes in a glass, the 2nd one with a small slice of wholemeal bread (batard) butter and marmalade.
If I have run out of bread, 4 Madelaines instead.
I have a couple of cafe au laits and if Iâm hungry Iâll have some toast but prefer to wait until 12 and just have 2 meals a day.
Parisian weekends - I stayed near Notre Dame & used to get my Grand Creme with a view. And yes you are absolutely right, nothing beats a cafe at the Tabac
Or some of the larger boulangeries, always a lookout for me because nights out in the routiers rarely provided more than croissants/pain au chocolat/pain au raisin in the morning. Far too much for me first thing. Sadly, during my professional days with an artic, finding one and finding space to park, was all too rare.
When I first retired (or rather began working solely from home) breakfast became an area of lengthy exploration because I no longer needed to jump in the car for an insane commute: it was a new area of exploration.
However, over the past few years itâs become an unchanging orthodox ritual (should I blame love of ritual on my elsewhere mentioned childhood Catholic upbringing?;)). I donât know but today, my breakfast simply aims to combine quality of ingredients with practised and now unthinking, perfection of realisation. Itâs a bit like being able to get treble top on a dart board every time (but tastes a lot better)
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Freshly squeezed orange juice (amazing how the taste varies so much over the seasons).
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Five minute soft-boiled egg with cornbread soldiers toasted on a Le Creuset griddle pan then slathered with beurre dâIsigny.
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A croissant from the best croissant maker in Decazeville (we buy in bulk and freeze them) washed down with a cafĂŠ allongĂŠ made from high altitude Moka Sidamo beans hand ground and brewed in an Aeropress.
I do apologise if all this irritatingly reads like something from the menu of an unbearably hip, hipster menu in Hoxton (itâs true, but I think it does!). However, in mitigation, itâs really dead easy and my beard isnât very long.
Absolutely agree - just started doing this.
I think thatâs the first positive thing Iâve ever heard about Decazeville.
Youâre unlikely to read anything more, though the Friday morning marketâs both very good quality and cheap - full of local Lot Valley and Cantal producteurs (who seem to double their prices the following day in Figeac!)
Donât diss it, Peter, itâs as ugly as sin but the people are great. I lived there, in the town and in the area for years, my son was born there, Iâve still got friends there too.
edit, however, I must admit itâs not on my âplaces Iâd like to move toâ list
What I have is very dull, a pint of tea followed by several evil little cups of tar from the trusty Bialetti pot.
Donât diss it, Peter, itâs as ugly as sin
To be fair, it compares extremely with UK equivalents such as Barrow or Workington. And the hospitalâs A&E Dept is phenomenal
I like the area very much, itâs not too far from us but Iâm always glad to see Decazeville behind me.