Yesterday was a beautiful spring day in my town, so I accompanied one of my favorite aunts to a Viennese bakery for a simple lunch of asparagus quiche and grapes, which we ate next to a gleaming black baby grand piano that played Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" all by itself. Our server was a chatty former neonatal intensive care nurse who was having a rough second day on the table-waiting job and who stunned us by volunteering all sorts of personal information, including the fact that her husband used to beat her.
As I had been holed up in my office for several days, yesterday's break did me a world of good. The sun was shining, the daffodils were dancing in my front garden, and my aunt was cheerful company. Of course I brought home some goodies from the bakery, including this mocha petit four. As I enjoyed the three bites of heaven with my afternoon tea, I recalled the wise words Armand Frasco of Moleskinerie posts at the beginning of every weekend:
Get out, have a life - and write about it!
4 comments:
Oh boy, time for another milk chocolate Easter egg. I love your china. I'm starting to think I'm a Victorian at heart, just from reading your blog and turning green at these photos.
Actually, Victorian stuff is way too fussy for me. My decorating style is more a "pretty" traditional, with lots of chintz and china and the occasional touch of lace. And I'm crazy in love with flowers.
Flowers...you're in love with flowers???? Real ones in dirt...poor little doomed things...LOL
If you keep eating rich desserts like that, I don't care how petite they are...you're goona' need to get out...to the running track!
Bonnie, I am not petite. I am...ahem...soprano-sized.
And just to clarify, I am murder on houseplants, but I grow flowers outside quite well, and always have plenty to cut and bring into the house. My houseplants die because I forget to water them, but the outside flowers are safe because if I forget to water them, God will take care of it. ;-)
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