Give thanks for good food

I have a new favorite lunch spot: the cantine in Merci’s basement.

I had eaten in the bookstore before. And on several occasions, I had drooled over the display at the cantine en-bas.


But finally Jo and I lunched there, and I am ready to go back again and again.

Everything is so fresh—the water, the juice and the coffee.



(Jo agrees.)

And the space is nothing short of adorable.

In a design-y way.

As Jo said, a plate quinoa, lentils, beets, bulger would be torture for many people.

But we were happy girls.