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For years and years sunday morning meant waking up late and have a family breakfast. I used to love these untill i hit puberty, i went out on saturdaynight so waking up at 10am was way too early for me. Same for my older sister. The family breakfast disappeared and so did the french bread, croissants and other sweets.
Now i`m moving on my own, my sister allready lives on her own.. so i really miss my family sometimes. I think family is importand, and since i`m going to have a baby i feel so different about it.
My dad owns a luxury flat building, his company invested in it and it was so popular they builded a second building. Now they were able to build 5 more flats then they thought so my sister bought one, and now me and my fiance bought one!
Because our home was too empty for my parents they decided to buy the penthouse in the building. How amazing?!
Now we can wake up and meet at my parents to have a family breakfast.
To come to the point. This morning i had a homemade french bread, so many memories came up when i eated it! It`s not that hard to make them yourself, and they taste similar to the ones you can buy at the bakery so if you`re not a baker, be sure to go to a bakery!
~ picture is mine, please do not take!