The meal was enormous and deliciously rich.
You call that ambiance? This is ambiance:
Afterwards we had to take a walk, despite the cold. It was that or hibernate. My trouser button was threatening to ping off and take out an eye.
The Hôtel de Ville was dressed for Christmas.
A group of young'uns wandering the square in sumo suits. Don't ask me, I just took the photo.
The next day I made it back to Aix for thread and stumbled upon this fabric. Provençal and now part of my stash.
I think it goes well with the print (seen on top, below) that I bought at the markets the other month.
I'm thinking a Bento Box quilt for now. But this may change without notice.