Crisps On the Floor

Paris proved yet again this week that sometimes it’s worth getting caught in the rain to see the rainbow, but that didn’t stop my children from being quite upset with me as we battled a gale, trudging across town for afternoon tea at my lovely friend Kath’s house. As professional chef she’d pulled out all the stops and prepared a table laden with food, so of course the children sat on the floor, ate only crisps and ignored everything else (a net positive for me as it meant I had the handmade yuzu & white chocolate truffles to myself).