Postcard: Paris Breakfast

I have to ask...is there anything better than a postcard that says "I wished you were with me..."? No. I think not. This one (an irresistible image of a Parisian breakfast which seems especially decadent and cozy to me at this time of year), was sent to me by my friend Meg about 10 years ago or more. I think it was right when I had returned back to the US after my time in Paris, and had missed meeting up with my friend from school by just a few months. The whole thing is incredibly lovely and bittersweet.

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[quintessence]

And how lovely that you still have the card. Adore the beautiful photo - how I would love to be in it!