sunday brekkie

It is always nice to wake up on Sunday and start the day with a traditional breakfast, or as I can often hear around here "brekkie", where all the required flavours and ingredients are in place.

No thinking required, isn't that perfect? This simple fact provides a genuine sense of sublime easiness and comfort. The right tea, the right bread, ideal jams, perfect butter...it's all there, waiting for you.

Our lotus suffered a considerable overnight transformation. Some sort of expansion in a quite spacious way: more density, more colour and more shape.

Fruit, fruit and more fruit to fibre up the system. Cherries, grapes and plums were our, almost, monotonic selection of the day.