I was sitting in Kitchen Story on 16th, sipping back the last of what was the best Bloody Mary I'd have ever had. I never knew how serious the bloody Mary game was - these guys absolutely killed it!! I sat there for a moment as my belly settled and groaned with satisfaction. In front... Continue Reading →
Visiting | The South of France.
I was the last to be served but finally, my order arrived. First, my coffee and then my nose followed the sweet chocolatey hazelnut aroma as the Nutella crepe was placed in front of me - indeed a delicacy of the region (!!). The square was relatively quiet aside from the carousel my young nephews were raucously... Continue Reading →