Wake me slowly

It has long been a Saturday tradition in my house.  The slow morning.  There is something delicious about being awake with nowhere to go.  Nowhere but a venture out for breakfast.

This morning, we went to one of my favourite places.  L'Epicerie makes me smile.  Delicious croissants, good coffee, speciality deli items imported from France.  What's not to like?

So, in the spirit of slow awakenings, we had our morning croissant, coffee and great company - even if we didn't say much.