This one I made meself. Turkey, cheddar, red lettuce and mustard on Tomato Basil Foccacia.
But the bread, that’s courtesy of Wealthy Street Bakery. Yum!
The kiddo and I started off our morning errands there with a window seat and a blueberry danish. He was a terrific brunch companion. Sat still very well. Of course, that may have been due to the fact that there were several construction vehicles moving about on the road outside, including a front loader filled to the brim with “DIRT!”
When we stepped outside to head for the car, he stopped, put up both of his hands and yelled, “Wait! Wait!” He wasn’t about to leave until the dump truck went past us. It was sooooo freakin’ cute.