Caramel Soy Latte & French Toast

I pray to whatever deity happens to be up there that my posts will not all be headed by the key memorable food elements that I just so happened to consume, but we will have to see how this develops as I am still rather new to this whole blogging experience.

Yesterday I was fortunate enough to go for a wonderful coffee outing with Murasaki at a lovely little side street french family run cafe. While it was a bit of a stress wind down for the both of us, it turned out leaving me feel well socialized and thoroughly content.(There is really no need to worry about imposing Murasaki dear, I had a great time and only wish we could do this more often). We both ordered variations of wonderfully layered caramel latte, mine of course was soy, and as a side we each picked a nice -slightly under ripe- piece of fruit which we cut on our own little plates as we sat on high stool/chairs on a quaint little elevated table. It was really nice and the atmosphere was lovely. I really like the idea of having found a tiny cafe that no one really knows about- it keeps it small, and personal, so that there is no threat of conglomerate overtake and quality reduction. That lasted for roughly two hours though, and having bid farewell to Murasaki, I made my way home on the crowded bus to await the arrival of my own “prince” so to speak.

The horrid weather delayed his reply, but after my run in with finding how to turn on the heat,and cuddling up in front of the fire, we made our way to rent a movie.

It was a really nice relaxing night, as we watched Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and then snuggled and “pillow-talked” well into the wee hours of the morning. And promptly at seven in the morning, I leapt out of bed and quickly prepared for breakfast. Unfortunately, roomie darling was feeling dreadful (I hope with all my will that you begin to feel a little better sweet), but we managed to coordinate ourselves fairly well in the kitchen.

I then set about the homely task of making French toast for myself and Jonathan, and preparing the *cough cough* frozen berries for topping. I then steamed some soy milk, and he with his vanilla hot chocolate, and me with my misto coffee, we sat down for a lovely chatty Wednesday morning breakfast~

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