Breakfast at the Met
By that title you probably thought I had breakfast at that famous museum in Manhattan, but no. Here in Philly, at least to me, the Met refers to the Metropolitan Bakery! That cornucopia of goodies where I like to get an almond croissant on occasion. Sunday was no exception; ST got the goods and we sat in the adjacent cafe to people watch while indulging our taste buds. We tried a new to us flavor of soda: fentimans rose lemonade. So good! With lemon, ginger, rose and the ubiquitous pear juice flavoring. The natural colour was from grape skin extract. Exotic!
