For DH, along with a Cara Cara Orange quartered and his ever loving diced Tomatoes... OH! and a glass of Cranberry juice to wash everything down.
Moi, I can't eat again today...
I went to a Portuguese bakery, close to where I left the car with the mechanic, and ordered pasteis de nata - their signature custard tarts.
ALAS! I was too early. They wouldn't be ready for another 30 minutes, so I ended up with a mille feuille, covered in some yummy caramelised cream. Not what I wanted, but it filled the gap.
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