Jow and I attempted to go to yet another French bakery which never seems to work, so maybe this is the gods telling us we have to go to Paris. GODS, IF YOU ARE LISTENING, A BOOK DEAL FOR ME TO SHARE WITH THE BLOSSOMING FRENCH PAGAN COMMUNITY WOULD MAKE THIS SITUATION HAPPEN FASTER THAN JOW CAN SAY MON DIEUX. JUST SAYING.
The bakery is located in New Hope, which is the town over from where Jow and I got married. It’s an important place on my cosmogram as well as Jow’s and all of our friends which was why it was especially sweet that my mom suggested we get married there. It was a beautiful day out, so I think everyone had the same idea that we did. We couldn’t even get into town. Luckily, I had a feeling that this may happen so I had my eyes open on the way up for other things to do. I spotted a wine festival at The Old York Cellars and off we went!
The Malbec, Blackberry and Ruby Port were especially wonderful. We enjoyed petting lambies and piglets, learning about bees, listening to music and eating Korean BBQ brisket with Kimchi Cole Slaw. We enjoyed being outside and appreciating the day.