You know, you remind me a lot of someone I know: Europe. But with outlets.
And sinful diner food like cinnamon rolls dipped into egg batter, fried up as French toast and served with icing sugar, whipped butter and maple syrup, a breakfast that is so ridiculously decadent it could only be an American invention.
But it's French toast anyway so that's Continental too right? Yes, I thought you would agree. Then there's the wine and the cheese and the artisanal chocolate and the weather...
Can the husband and I live here? Please? Our friends would absolutely love it. I'm asking for them too, you know. So you know I'm not being selfish.
Just let me know. Kthxbye.
Love,
Currystrumpet
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