When I was a child, I imagined that the best thing about being an adult would be going to bed whenever I liked, but in fact, it’s breaking off both ends of a baguette and buttering and eating them, and not being told off when someone later finds the middle folded inside the bread bin.
It's been a long time coming, I know.
4 comments:
Bravo ! I'm number three.
Being able to demand a 'bien cuit' baguette always seemed a bit daft to me; it's bad enough seeing burnt bread masquerading as a delicacy but I guess someone with a full mouthful of teeth can cope!
I've been doing that since I moved over here to France in 1993
"...I guess someone with a full mouthful of teeth can cope!"
The crustier the better!
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