French Husband cooks... and now he is taking photos of his meals prepared. He use to think I was nutty doing that. I am rubbing off on him. This was the breakfast he prepared. Gives meaning to "Happy Meal".
A radish for a sausage. Or a radish for a nose. Two over easy eggs and a bit of scrambled smile. French Husband beamed at his masterpiece than asked if I was making pancakes.
Oh the advantage of saying no to pancakes is the fresh warm baguettes around the corner.
