Mar 13 2010
Saturday Morning
I had a great wee breakfast today, sat at my kitchen table looking at sunny Leith and the still-snow-dusted Ochill’s in the distance. I had three slices of D’s finest white loaf- tasting rather French at the moment- spread with my mammy’s marmalade, raspberry jam and nutella, respectively. All washed down with two cups of keemun tea, bought at the fabby Tea Tree Tea Cafe and made in my groovy little built in strainer teapot. I almost managed to pretend that actually I was on a skiing holiday and just about to hit the slopes (this being almost the only time I have bread and jam for breakfast).
No skiing, only an essay to write. But that’s okay.
Posts with actual pictures etc returning soon. Hopefully when I’m on Spring Vacation soon I can actually do some cooking too!
