Provence, France, 2016

Some stale bread and croissant wrapped in a red napkin from dinner the night before. A wedge of cheese acquired somewhere along the way. Peaches from the lobby of the inn. Strong coffee. Maybe it’s just me, but the simplest makeshift breakfast in a French country courtyard feels curated, sophisticated instead of thrifty.

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