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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

365 Poems: In our defense

Day 253

It's not like we didn't enjoy a lunch in a French cafe at all. Except we found ours in Windsor, where French onion soup and bread with dipping sauce was a great way to fuel our day.


Isn't that the prettiest bread ever?

See? Cafe Rouge?

And later, an afternoon snack at an Irish pub.

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