Because in food I trust. In all forms and shapes. 

Paris, Mon Amour

Paris, Mon Amour

Early mornings, empty streets with only cleaning trucks and their scratchy sounds, some dogs who have dragged their owners out for a walk, and the aroma of freshly baked bread and butter. It is quiet, yet so lively because you know that somewhere along those empty streets, there are bakers proofing dough and rolling croissants for their customers soon to come. Full article

Palais Royal

Palais Royal

The pleasure of flying

The pleasure of flying

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