On Thursdays I'm treated to a special breakfast so off to Wildflour I went.
...went to tease my senses and bombard them with all the beautiful sights and smells of all the
beautifully fabulous carbs.
They're so pretty. I want one of each... I'm not joking.
But instead, I'm a good girl, well kind of.
This isn't the healthiest of breakfasts I could of chose but I did share a bit so the calories and fat got passed on. This is the one day of the week I eat breakfast out so I tagged it as my "happy meal".
But of course, leaving Wildflour came with taking like a billion pictures and seriously wanting to lick every piece of beautiful pastry they had. Bread is my kryptonite and seeing all this gorgeous bread but not eating any of it is brutal but what doesn't break you makes you stronger.
(P.S. I will always love you bread.)
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