This January rainy (in Marseille, people are resigned to even out in the rain!) Leads us to stay at home business tremendously. Of course there are the rehearsals, but we really can not say that's enough for the soul. No. We must also treat Zarafa the giraffe (the trip to Corsica cost him an ear and a horn) tinker with the crocodile (who also can not bear the travel) but the order of maintenance of the zoo, the snake okay thank you, it makes us miss more gastro ...
No, that the soul and body agree (to weather, veterinary activities, guitars, the balafon, etc..) we absolutely need, and my companion Mai companion Rol, eating pastries ...
This Week the results are disastrous:
- Monday sin pie tropézienne (Coulomb, in Sainte Maxime)
- Tuesday little pots of chocolate cream (noon and evening, thank you Martha)
- Wednesday on the road, exhausted from various industrial chocolate sweets (Highway requires), we finished the evening Indian share a pastry at the local restaurant ...
- Thursday hard, white cheese cinnamon - almonds - grapes
- Today Friday chocolate fondant (pepper, cinnamon)
- Scheduled Tomorrow Saturday cake couscous with dried fruit (currants, cranberries, black cherries, papayas, mangoes, pears)
- Sunday will Kugehopf day, it seems, but nothing is sure, we may also have to face a cake with poppy seeds, appears it still.
And the music fit in? Between two bites (tablespoons) we develop a tango, and Maite tells me that I am a good guitarist, which I deny both the agreements and submit it to my dexterity are twisted. I repeat every day, but I gotta (sic) 'be careful not to get tendinitis! On the one hand concerned about my health, my other torturing a sudden chord 6 / 9 7 cells with low forward ... Next pastry? Pie Voltaren (Bio, of course ...).
We spent four days in the Var, where we have full impressions saline, driftwood, and without probably found the theme of a show to come. 
Some pictures taken at Cape Size at and write a song about the little finger cramp ... 
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