biarritz

home sweet, biarritz, home

our delicious corner bakery in the St. Charles Quarter (oldest neighborhood in biarritz)
best baguette sandwiches and peach tarts. if my jeans are a bit tight right now...this is the culprit! Whaa! right?

baths, pjs, and...well...donuts! embrace the jet-lag, we say!
you gotta live!

cool kid

happy lady

wooden shutters, beautiful chimneys, and wrought iron balconies-serious architectural eye-candy! can you even imagine if your apartment were directly above a bakery? 

(not as dangerous as it looks. at least, that's what p told me...)

my sweet chevalier!

i miss this kitchen window.

couldn't resist! it was the radishes!

enjoying the view from our home.
this balcony looked out over the beautiful tiled roofs of the st. charles quarter. and yes, i miss it!

we actually got to have lunch at a cafe one afternoon (this was a biiig deal you see, as our children-how shall we say, haven't quite learned the art of dining out as of yet. so, they played on the gazebo with some French Tween Girls, while Pete and I enjoyed a bite to eat. It was heaven!)

my sweet little tree-hugger

"when i'm a grown-up, i'm going to surf with daddy."

the grande plage.
it became our nightly ritual to walk down here and take a little family stroll down the boardwalk, before heading back home for din-din. one evening, both the kids passed out in their strollers and we were able to sit down and have a glass of wine. heaven i tell you.