Yesterday in the midst of errand-running (after the Italian store and the Lebanese store, but before the regular grocery store), Amanda and I stopped at a French pastry shop for a little pick-me-up. In honor of mon père, I got a lemon tart. (Unfortunately there was no Perrier to be had.)
Also, in anticipation of my upcoming trip to Peru, I'm testing out sending this post via email…
What does mon pere have to do with a lemon tart?