Little Miss O and I are decadent little buggers who indulge ourselves wildly from time to time with what we call "Paris breakfasts" (if only they really were) - baguette with apricot jam - reminiscent of brekkies in our fave city (although the baguette is NEVER as good). I thought we'd have one tomorrow, so I popped into the IGA and...just grabbed one. With no bag. No plastic. No nothing. Popped it on the counter. Paid for it. DONE.
I've put it in a cloth bag to keep it fresh and bug-free til tomorrow morning. Mmm...café au lait, apricot jam, baguette. Hell, might even crank up the Edith Piaf.
Am thinking I will start getting my baguettes regularly from the Danish bakery down the road...they do organic sourdough ones that are pretty fine. And rye. Yum. Without a bag!