This morning on our trip back home after a WONDERFUL weekend break, we stopped for a coffee and a little something at a fancy schmancy French bakery. We ordered a delicious mocha and a truly scrummy looking brown sugar cinnamon brioche.
Stud1 bit into it and chewed thoughtfully. He then said (and I wish I had a tape recorder playing to prove it...) "They really need to use your recipe. This is lacking something!"
Oh I love him!