I’ve never been able to get behind store bought granola. It is often too sweet, to chewy or has the consistency of a cord of wood. The best thing my mother ever made was her homemade granola. Just thinking about it reminds me of our old yellow kitchen table, brown and orange linoleum, bins and [...]
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* I took the photo this week instead of Phil. Go Hipstamatic app! One gorgeous clear morning last week, a small band of bleary eyed travelers made their way to Barcelona’s temple of culinary delight, Mercat de la Boqueria for breakfast and a little shopping. We didn’t have much time, but I was able to fill [...] |
  
  
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