Breakfast at the market.

    Unless it's winter, when porridge comes into the picture, we eat the same breakfast every morning: yogurt, granola and fruit--sweet, drippy peaches and nectarines at the moment. But, on market days, we  pick up croissants or whatever, go to a café, and have a second breakfast around 11 a.m. Here's last Friday's.

 One straw hat, one café crème, and a Nutella croissant. chocolate, hazelnuts, powdered sugar...Just think about it...

    Ditto, but with a pain aux raisins instead.

Evil filled croissants...

   My excuse is that the boulangerie up near the rond-point had sold all its pains aux raisins by the time we'd finished our market shopping (but, my conscience mutters, they still had regular croissants, didn't they?).     Anyway here's what we walked away with:

    Proceeding anti-clockwise: One Nutella-filled croissant, flaky, chocolate-y; one almond one with flaked almonds on top and an almond paste filling; and a p'tit crème.