from Francois Payard’s Patisserie and when I cracked into it, THERE WAS MORE CHOCOLATE.
AND MORE EGGS.
I almost ate all of it without Brynnan having tasted it because he walked in when I was more halfway done with it.
But fuck yes.
A good start to a sure-to-be-stressful week.
Also, I’m going home this weekend! Yia yia! Papou! Roast lamb and red Easter eggs and tsoureki and homemade moussaka and every time I think about it my mouth starts watering and I can’t focus on whatever briefs I’m trying to review.