Strong coffee and a pastry. That’s the typical breakfast, with a side serving of chocolate. Sigh.
In Japan it’s miso soup with a bowl of rice.
And here!? Deliciousness that has you feeling full and slightly sick even before 9 am. From there, its only down hill into olives, wine and oil dripped on white bread for lunch and on and on. And lashings of cheese.
I know what you’re thinking. But it sounds wonderful! And it is. For a holiday. My life is a holiday here in