Choice morsels

Extra long trip to the market where I seemed to meet all the chatty people, some of whom are friends. In the chocolate shop I asked the chocolatier if he minded me taking pics so I could identify the chocolates later. Turns out they have printed guides! Though given that it is a tiny card where most of the chocolates look the same in the pictures (or at least they do in the kind of light there tends to be during that post-dinner chocolate-scoffing phase of the evening) I was glad to have the photos too.

Later, I decided our pals due tomorrow have probably already spotted that I’m a slovenly housewife, and watched the Tour instead.