As you may or may not know, I'm a whore for a good brunch! I love a leisurely Sunday spent around the table with good friends, fabulous food, lots of talk, and perhaps a mimosa or two. Or three.
Cutie feels the same way, which is why this past Sunday, we indulged in a little brunch at Petite Maison.
We sat, we ate, we pretended to be at an outdoor cafe in Paris.
Delicious beignets to start. Apps for brunch? Well, we are in Paris. They were fiercely hot, yet the dough could have used a little more sugar. Nutella sauce was tasty, as always. You know by now that I love the Nutella.
Croque Madames with pomme frites for both of us (sans ham for Cutie). The croque was excellent. Croissant, salty ham, egg with a perfectly runny yolk. The frites weren't swoon-worthy and got cold quickly since we were eating outside.
We sat in their little courtyard abloom with flowers. And while, it was far from a cafe in Paris, I will definitely be spending another Sunday brunch there soon.
