Fresh homemade baguette with homemade jam for breakfast, the smell of fresh ground coffee lingering, birds singing through the open door that lets in the crisp and beautiful morning air, a cat purring by my side. When I shut my eyes, I could be on holiday in a French villa. Even if it lasts only for a moment, it certainly starts a day off well…
PS: You can find the wonderfully easy recipe for the French bread here at Gospel Homemaking (or click on the photo).
