It’s my father’s fault. They came here in February. We had a really nice trip going from San Fransisco to Napa, Tulare, Grand Canyon, Sedona, Phoenix, San Diego, Los Angeles, Santa Barbara and back to San Fransisco. As we drove around getting their daily afternoon cup of coffee was very important. And that’s all good since I always have one of those myself to. The thing is my father also enjoyed a good croissant to his coffee. Something I wasn’t used to. But. I am now. I love them and I have kept eating them ever since my parents visit. Funny…
And the book Im reading whila having coffee and a croissant? It’s called “The 4 Hour Workweek” by Timothy Ferris. I like it a lot so far. If you want a good read, go get it!
