Oliver Mckeithon Tricube Contest
My husband, being analytical, read and mispronounced most of the pastries listed at a Parisian style pastry shop (we are going to breakfast there tomorrow).
All the French I can take - piece of cake. A baguette or croissants? Paris tempts. Cream inside; lick my lips. Morrow’s trip.
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